Many people raised in African, Caribbean, Asian, Latin American, Middle Eastern, and other strongly family-centered cultures know what it is like to feel torn between honoring others, especially family, and honoring themselves.
We were often taught the language of duty, sacrifice, respect, and endurance long before we were taught the language of boundaries. As a result, choosing ourselves can feel deeply uncomfortable, not because it is wrong, but because it challenges beliefs we have carried for years.
The details may differ from culture to culture, from family to family, and even between men and women, but the question is often the same: Can I love the people who raised me without losing myself in the process?
I could not be the only person standing at this crossroads, loving people deeply while losing myself in the process. The only person wondering whether it was possible to honor others without abandoning myself.
Perhaps you have wondered the same thing. Perhaps you have struggled to set boundaries with people you love. Perhaps you have spent years carrying responsibilities that were never yours. Perhaps you have felt guilty for needing space, rest, peace, or protection.
If so, this book was written for you. And if there is one thing I hope you carry with you from these pages, it is this: Choosing yourself is not betrayal.
It is the beginning of returning to the person you were always meant to be.
