The Deadly Disease That Almost Destroyed Me 💀
They say the most dangerous diseases are the ones you don’t even know you have—the silent killers. I suffered from two of them. The first one was a slow poison, creeping into my life disguised as something noble. It made me a magnet for people—friends, family, even enemies who acted like allies. For five long years, I didn’t know it was eating me alive from the inside out. It consumed me by making me believe I had to be everything for everyone. I poured my time, energy, and resources into others, bending over backward just to be liked, accepted, and validated. I thought it was kindness, compassion—selflessness. But it wasn’t. It was slow, self-inflicted destruction. The more I gave, the more people took. And the more they took, the less of myself remained. At first, it felt good. It felt right. I was needed, appreciated—at least, that’s what I told myself. But slowly, the cracks showed. I felt drained and unfulfilled. People only came around when they needed something. I be...