There’s a quiet moment that often comes in the healing process. A pause. A breath. A moment where you look back on your life - the person you were, and think, was that really me? It can be disorienting. Laced with grief. Empowering. Liberating.

Have you ever walked into a room and instantly sensed the tension, even before anyone has said a word? Do you often feel responsible for how others feel? Perhaps you leave conversations emotionally drained, even when nothing overtly ‘bad’ happened? If any of this resonates, you might be experiencing empathic dysregulation - a state where your natural capacity for empathy becomes overwhelming, and your nervous system struggles to stay balanced.

There are days when the internal noise becomes deafening. That quiet, persistent voice that whispers, “Whatever I do, it’s never enough.” The familiar weight of impostor syndrome that says, “I’m just pretending. Eventually, they’ll all find out.” The moments of disconnection from yourself, like watching life happen through a foggy window - dissociation, when presence feels unsafe.