Wool Goddess

There’s a softness in me that I fiercely protect. I’m the kind of person who hugs and loves deeply, who remembers birthdays, sends check-in messages when you’ve gone quiet, and will make you a cuppa before you even know you need one. I love my people gently, with kindness, presence, and endless cups of tea.

But here’s the other side of that softness: I’m ruthless with my boundaries.

And that, is one of the greatest acts of self-care I’ve ever learned.

For years, I thought being kind meant being available. That love meant self-sacrifice. That being a “good person” required me to stretch myself to the edge of burnout, exhaustion, and silence.

But I’ve done enough healing now to know this truth:

You can be the softest soul in the room and still say, “No, this isn’t okay.”

You can love someone deeply and still walk away when your peace is disturbed.

You can forgive someone and never allow them back into your energy.

Being gentle with my circle means I hold space for those I love. I listen. I care. I uplift. But I no longer bend myself into a pretzel to please others or dull my light to keep the peace.

Being ruthless with my boundaries means I don’t apologise for protecting my nervous system, my time, or my energy. I don’t entertain chaos. I don’t explain or over-justify my decisions. I trust myself.

Boundaries aren’t walls, they’re the fences that protect the garden I’ve worked so hard to grow. My peace is sacred. My softness is sacred. And both deserve to be guarded with clarity and courage.

So if you’ve been afraid that being strong with your boundaries makes you cold or unkind, let me remind you: it doesn’t.

Boundaries are love. Love for yourself first.

And when you honour your limits, you teach the people around you how to love you better.

That’s not selfish. That’s soul-preserving.

And I’ll keep being gentle with my circle… but never again at the cost of abandoning myself.

Does this resonate with you?

Love & healing hugs