There’s a heaviness in your body that no amount of rest seems to fix.
It’s not always depression. It’s not always anxiety.
It’s the weight of carrying stories, emotions, and pain that were never yours to hold.
You’ve become the place where other people’s stress, grief, and expectations live—and now you can’t always tell what’s yours and what’s theirs.
What That Invisible Load Looks Like
- Your family’s grief over losses no one talks about
- Your partner’s work anxiety that leaks into every conversation
- Your children’s emotions you try to absorb so they won’t feel them so deeply
- Workplace drama because “someone has to care”
It doesn’t pile on all at once. It seeps in over years — one “I’ll handle it” at a time.
When the Weight Isn’t Yours
Some of what you’re holding is older than you are—passed down like family heirlooms nobody asked for. Generational trauma. Unspoken regrets. Unlived dreams.
The first step to setting it down is seeing what’s yours… and what isn’t.
Why Writing Works
When you put the weight on paper, you can see what’s actually yours — and what you can set down. The Life I Carry journal gives you space to:
- Sort what’s yours from what you’ve absorbed
- Release the load with compassion
- Build boundaries around your emotional labor