Being Everything to Everyone

The hidden tiredness we carry—and what it takes to come back to ourselves.

What’s the name for the tired that never lifts?
It’s called being everything to everyone.
Period.

I’ve lived this tired.
Not just for a week, or a season—but for years.
The kind of tired that doesn’t go away after a good night’s sleep.
The kind that makes joy feel far away, even when life looks fine from the outside.

At the time, I didn’t know what to call it.
I just kept going. Kept giving. Kept managing.

But now I do.

Back then, I felt like a closed door—shut tight, not letting life in.
There wasn’t space for it. There wasn’t space for me.

If any of this sounds familiar to you, stay close.
I’ll be sharing more in Friday’s video.

And maybe—just maybe—it’s time we opened the door.