Exhaustapated 🥱 as 💩
✨ A Letter to the Part of Us That Keeps Saying Yes When We Want to Scream “No Gracias” ✨
We weren’t born doing this — saying yes when our spirit was begging us to say no. We inherited it. From abuelas, from tired mothers, from cultures and churches that called it love to burn out in silence. 🔥
But something in us is waking up. And it’s not rage — it’s truth. It’s the nervous system saying: I MATTER.
We’re not just tired — we’re Exhaustapated. (Yes, that’s a word now.)
Nobody posted this on the fridge growing up — but let’s post it in our souls now:
- 💠 We can care about others without abandoning ourselves.
- 🪶 We can step back without being cruel.
- 🎯 We can say no — kindly, clearly, and without apology.
We’ve answered texts with sugar-coated sí when our gut whispered, “por favor, no más.” 🫠
We’ve shape-shifted into human churros to avoid other people’s guilt. We’ve managed drama that didn’t start with us — because no one told us peace was a valid choice.
🌀 Peace Over Performance Is a Birthright — Not a Privilege
This moment of truth doesn’t look polished. It looks like:
- 🚫 Whispering “I can’t keep doing this” and finally meaning it.
- 📵 Leaving group chats where everyone’s venting and nobody’s healing.
- 🥣 Choosing rest over reactivity, space over codependencia.
This isn’t cold. It’s clarity. Cuidar doesn’t mean collapsing so others stay comfortable.
This isn’t abandonment — it’s sacred hygiene. 🙏🏽
We’re not losing it. We’re not being dramatic. We’re just finally being honest:
- 🎭 We’re not flaky.
- 🧊 We’re not cruel.
- 🌱 We’re not selfish.
- 🛡️ We’re doing what our lineage couldn’t — choosing ourselves before we break.
We’ve seen what it does to a soul to be everyone’s emotional anchor — the suegra, the boss, the spouse, the comadre, the entire familia. And now, we’re stepping out of the wreckage before it buries us too. 💥
⚡ Protecting Your Peace Is Emotional Responsibility — Not Selfishness
We’ve held space past our limits.
We’ve stayed calm when we should’ve screamed.
We’ve translated, explained, softened, and translated again.
We didn’t ghost. We didn’t explode. We told the truth and stepped back.
That’s not weak. That’s wise. That’s enough.
You matter. Tú importas. Punto final. 🌊
We don’t need to be understood to be valid.
We don’t need applause to choose peace.
We just need one decision today that says: I’m breaking this cycle — even if I have to do it alone for a while.
Peace doesn’t hustle. It doesn’t beg. It doesn’t explain itself 14 times.
Peace walks in and says,
“Estoy aquí. Ven si puedes. No if you can’t.” 🕊️
💙 Choosing Rest Is Not Quitting — It’s Reclaiming.
If your soul is whispering “ya basta,” — believe it.
If your body is shaking from another forced yes — listen to it.
This is your permission slip. To stop. To grieve. To take the smallest sacred step toward real recovery.
This is bilingual healing, generational repair, and a new legacy beginning — con coraje. 🇵🇷 🥣 ✨
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