Heal me Today

I keep thinking about what kind of magic happened yesterday.

It was an extremely exhausting day. The conflict shook me deeply — but this is the important part — suddenly I felt an incredible sense of relief.

Deep down, I had suspected it for a long time, but yesterday came the awakening. The realization of what I had been doing wrong.

There is a saying we have: “Don’t take what isn’t yours.”

People often understand it as: don’t want a married man, don’t steal.

But this motto has a much deeper and simpler meaning.

Don’t take on other people’s problems.

And only now do I truly understand it.

All this time, I was fixing, rescuing, and fighting battles that were never mine to fight.

And suddenly, I feel unbelievably free.

It weighed on me for so long — and now it’s gone.

I feel like Frodo when he finally threw the ring into Mount Doom.

The relief.

The mission is complete.

The burden is gone.

I’ve already taken the first steps and contacted a lawyer, just to prepare for the worst-case scenario. I still want to stay optimistic and believe that we can reach an agreement peacefully — but life has taught me that it’s wise to be prepared. That’s a story for another time.

Today, my sunshine — my daughter — told me how amazing she feels at home and how happy she is in our house.

Those words mean more to me than anything.

Knowing she feels it too, that this is our home, is a kind of fulfillment I hoped for one day — just not this soon.

I honestly wish for every person who feels weighed down, pulled under by something heavy, to get the chance I got — to face it, to understand it, and to let it go.

That moment of “leave it be, let it go” happened to me yesterday, and it is an incredible feeling.

What came before it was painful. I felt miserable. Once again, I questioned myself — how can I be so bad, how can I be the problem, how can everything be my fault?

And then — boom.

No.

I am not bad.

I am not the problem.

I am not dramatic.

I am not “too much”.

I set a boundary — and someone ran straight into it.

This time, I didn’t step back.

I said no.

Women. Men. Everyone.

Fight for yourselves.

You are not “too much”.

You are whole, complete —

you were just standing at the wrong address.