For a long time, I prioritized others before myself. I thought this was my love language, but I didn't realize I was actually neglecting myself and performing for others. With this mindset, I accepted abusive relationships and often engaged in people-pleasing, which drained me for years. After my father's unexpected passing, I started going to therapy and began to see life from a different perspective. It felt as though a part of me had died along with him, which opened my eyes to the fact that I needed healing. Now, I stand here with healthy boundaries, understanding that it's okay to choose myself first and then care for others. My relationship with God has grown closer, and I finally feel like I'm walking in my purpose. While I continue to help people, I do so in a healthier way with established boundaries. My children are my pride and joy, and I'm teaching them about healthy boundaries by being a living example.