Daddy Issues Made Me a Hustler. Healing Made Me Soft

I learned how to make things happen because I didn’t have people showing up for me.

Not the way I needed. Not consistently.

So I became the provider, the protector, and the plan.

But it cost me softness I didn’t even know I was allowed to have.

My dad sold me dreams—and then he left me.

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