Work, Family, & the Endless “Yes”


Picture this: your boss (or maybe your mom, your partner, your friend) asks you for “just one more thing.” You’re already drowning, but before you even take a breath, the word is out of your mouth: Yes.

Later that night, you’re lying awake, replaying it all: Why didn’t I just say no?

Here’s the truth: discernment shows up in boundaries. It’s the pause between the ask and the answer. It’s the quick body check—tight chest? heavy sigh?—that tells you your “yes” is really a “no.”

But conditioning whispers, “Don’t disappoint them. Don’t rock the boat. Don’t be difficult.”

And so you overgive, overextend, and overlook your own needs.
Every time you do it, a little piece of you goes quiet.

You push down your exhaustion, your resentment, your truth and you teach your body that everyone else’s comfort matters more than your own peace. That’s why the yes feels heavy instead of light. That’s why you lie awake at night, wide-eyed and restless, wondering how you’ll find the energy to pour from a cup that’s already bone dry.

Discernment in boundaries isn’t about becoming cold or selfish, but about reclaiming that tiny pause before the answer spills out of your mouth.

It’s about noticing: Does this request expand me, or does it drain me?

At Sacred Circle, we practice this muscle together:relearning the pause, reclaiming our no, and rewriting what boundaries mean.

Will we see you there?

X,
​Jess​

Jess Leone

Not your typical love-and-light bullsh*t. Just my subtle (okayyyy, sometimes NOT-so-subtle 😘) way of calling you OUT & calling you BACK to yourself, all while reminding you you're not alone in any of this.

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