Veil and Feather 🪶 | You Were Never the Burden

Some wounds do not scream.

They hum — quiet, cold, familiar.

You grow up learning not to take up space.

Taught that love must be earned.

That safety is something you build, not something you’re given.

And identity?

That’s someone else’s to erase, rename, reframe.

You were told you were too much.

Too sensitive. Too angry. Too broken.

So you became useful.

Gave more than you had.

Made yourself small enough to survive.

You became the helper. The listener. The strong one.

You carried others’ pain like it was proof of your worth.

You weren’t even allowed your name —

as if your bloodline could stain a family’s image.

And even now, in a home filled with love you’ve built yourself—

there are days where you feel like a weight.

A glitch in the rhythm.

A story too jagged to be held gently.

Because what was planted in you keeps blooming:

“I am only enough when I am giving.

When I am perfect.

When I disappear just enough to keep the peace.”

But listen:

That is not truth.

That is trauma.

You are not the burden.

You were carrying it.

Every time you swallowed your feelings to keep someone else comfortable—

That was not love. That was survival.

Every time you twisted yourself into silence, into service, into shame—

You were building armor.

But your truth?

It was never too much.

Your name? It is not a curse — it is a lineage.

And your spirit? It is not broken. It is bruised from being misnamed.

Today, you are allowed to rest.

To feel. To be.

You are allowed to exist without proving your worth.

You do not need to bleed to be seen.

Because now—

You are not just surviving.

You are raising children with tenderness.

You are showing up for your partner without losing yourself.

You are building a home that holds you, too.

And the ache you still feel?

That’s not weakness.

That’s the residue of a story you were never meant to carry.

At Veil and Feather, we see the woman who learned to apologize for existing.

We see the child who never got to be one.

We see the soul who is healing in real time—

While loving, mothering, and still trying to breathe.

🪶 You were never the burden.

You were the light no one knew how to hold.

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