There’s a moment in every rebel’s journey when the burden gets too damn heavy.
Not because you’re weak.
But because you’re carrying too much of what was never yours to begin with.
Inherited expectations.
Invisible labor.
The mental tab you keep running for everyone else’s needs.
The spreadsheets.
The social posts.
The shoulds.
And maybe even the guilt that comes when you consider setting any of it down.
Because somewhere along the line, we were taught that to be good is to be capable.
That to be strong is to be self-reliant.
That to be worthy is to be able to do it all.
And so we try. Gods, do we try.
We color-code the calendar.
We answer the DMs.
We shove receipts into a drawer and promise ourselves we’ll get to them soon.
We hide tasks in piles and pray they’ll disappear.
We push one more thing down the to-do list, hoping that if we don’t see it, we won’t feel the pressure.
But love, that is the leak.
What we hide in drawers still lives in our nervous system.
What we delay still drains.
Out of sight is not out of mind when it lives in your body like a ticking clock.
That silent background hum? That static behind your thoughts?
That’s the cost of carrying what doesn’t belong to you—or what was never meant to be held alone.
And let’s be clear:
✨ If it drains your energy, it’s not for you.
✨ If it’s necessary and still drains you, it’s not for just you.
✨ And if you can’t let it go… outsource that fucker.
Seriously.
Every single thing that pulls you out of your magic—your message, your mission—costs more than you realize.
It’s not just time you’re leaking.
It’s not just money you’re bleeding.
It’s your brilliance. Your bandwidth. Your ability to stay regulated and resourced enough to do the work that only you can do.
You know the work I’m talking about:
The soulwork. The strategy. The revolution you’re building from the inside out.
Letting go is not laziness.
Delegating is not failure.
It’s leadership. It’s alignment. It’s choosing to live—and lead—from your zone of genius.
Your zone of genius is the place where time stretches, ideas flow, and your breath deepens.
Anything that pulls you out of that state is asking to be reconsidered.
And yes, sometimes that looks like hiring a bookkeeper (hi, hello, I know a girl).
But more than that? It looks like reclaiming your sacred yes.
Because every yes requires a no.
Every decision is an energy exchange.
And you, my love, were never meant to be the dump truck of the damn collective.
You are the lighthouse.
The sovereign strategist.
The velvet-gloved leader with the gold sword and the killer playlist.
You are not here to hold it all.
You are here to hold what is yours.
What is holy.
What is generative.
So today, let this be your permission slip and your sacred push:
🔹 Audit your energy.
🔹 Identify the leaks.
🔹 Stop managing what drains you and start designing for what sustains you.
And if you can’t release it completely?
You can get it off your plate.
There is someone in their zone of genius dying to take that thing off your hands.
Let them.
Let yourself.
Let that shit go.
What’s one thing you’ve been pretending doesn’t drain you?
Start there.
Make the ask.
Move it off your plate.
And when the guilt tries to creep back in?
Come back to this.
Daily Affirmation
I honor what is mine to carry.
I release what no longer serves.
I invite in support that uplifts and sustains me.
My energy is precious. My zone of genius is sacred.
I choose power, presence, and partnership every time.
P.S.
You were never meant to be buried under obligation.
You were meant to build empires from ease, clarity, and truth.
So outsource, delegate, drop the guilt—and watch your magic multiply.
Profit is not just protest. It’s power.
🎶 Song of the Day: “Love Myself” by Able Heart
Shaneh! Wow, this is bone-deep truths you’re talking about! ❤️