The ones you love most often get the most depleted version of you — the end-of-the-day scraps, after everyone else got your best.
“What would you have me know about giving my best self to the wrong people?”
Some additional insights around this question:
- Who gets your best energy, and who gets your leftovers?
- How did that order get set?
- What would it take to save some of your best for the people who matter most?
