To My Sisters Who Are Tired of Holding It All Together

Letters to My Sisters

Dear Sisters,

I see how long you’ve carried the weight without complaint. How you’ve smiled through systems that drained you and poured into others even when your own cup was running dry. You are not weak for needing rest. You are wise. You are human. And your softness is not a liability—it is sacred.

Let this be the season where you stop performing strength and start practicing tenderness. No more applause for overextension. No more gold stars for burnout. Let the unraveling begin, not as a falling apart, but as a homecoming to the self you’ve been quietly tending beneath it all.

You are allowed to let go.

With love and deep knowing,

Your Sister in Stillness

Affirmation:

I no longer wear exhaustion as a badge. I am worthy of rest, softness, and release.

Reflection Prompt:

Where in my life have I confused endurance with love? What would it look like to set that burden down?

Embodiment Practice:

Lay on the floor with one hand on your heart and one on your belly. Breathe deeply. With each exhale, whisper, “I release.” Stay until your breath slows and you feel your body soften into the support beneath you.