I Failed to Protect My Boundaries

What happened and what I learned about well-being

Over the past few days, I’ve found myself caught in a bubble of anxiety. Waking up in the middle of the night, short of breath, and, as you may have guessed, finding it difficult to fall back asleep.

My patience feels thin, and I’m all over the place — literally.

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