Helping Eldest Daughters step out of survival mode & into the life they want!

And sometimes we need all 5 to recalibrate... Love Language, or Just Exhaustion? If you’re an eldest daughter, I want you to picture this: you’re trying to relax. Maybe you’ve settled onto the couch with a cup of tea, ready to binge-watch your favorite show. And then…you notice the pile of dishes in the sink. Or the text from your sibling asking for “just one little favor.” Or the faint sound of your mom’s voice in your head saying, “You should really be folding that laundry right now.” Congratulations, you’re fluent in the love language of being overwhelmed. You see, for eldest daughters, “love language” isn’t some cute BuzzFeed quiz result. It’s a full-on lifestyle. Whether it’s “Acts of Service” masquerading as constant overfunctioning, “Words of Affirmation” that you never seem to get, or “Physical Touch” that comes in the form of a clingy younger sibling, your love language is complicated, messy, and, frankly, exhausting. But let’s unpack it, shall we? We’re going to break down wh...

How to recognize it, survive it, and climb your way out of it.              You ever wake up one morning, stare blankly at your ceiling fan, and think, “Is this it? Like...forever?” No dramatic music swells in the background. No meaningful montage of your life flashes before your eyes. You’re just there. Stuck. In the same town, the same routine, the same feelings, and you can’t quite figure out if this is what adulthood is or if you’ve somehow missed the exit to the better life that everyone else seems to have found. Introduction: “Is This My Life Now?” Hi, I’m Rae. And a few years ago, I had my very own “stuck in a rut” era. I had outgrown the city I grew up in (which was not-so-affectionately referred to as “The Black Hole”...by literally only me), but I didn’t know how to leave. It wasn’t the city’s fault, per se - it was beautiful if you looked at it through anyone else's eyes except my own. My family was there, and they were your typical bro...