
You count how many times you say "sorry" in a day and lose track by noon.
You were the good girl — and the reward for being good was more work, more holding your tongue, more being fine when you weren't.
You've spent decades being told to be smaller, and somewhere along the way "smaller" started to feel like an achievement.
You're not broken. You were trained. And you're ready to untrain it — not alone, and not by buying one more book about how to fix yourself.
