I used to love to help

I was really good at it

But at times it felt like that was all people wanted from me

I knew how to be there for others and make people feel better

Others would pull from this

As if they were entitled to it

As if it was my duty

When it never was

I felt as if it had to stop

I felt as if I couldn’t give anymore

I felt as if I had nothing left

Not even for myself

I didn’t know how to help myself

At least I thought I didn’t

It was definitely a process

And it still is

But what I have learned

Is that we are never empty

I am never empty

It’s ok to help

But not all the time

I have to remind myself that it is a choice

Which helps