Dee Manuel Cloud

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The moment you got a decent job, the requests started.

Your cousin needs help with rent.
Your uncle's car broke down.
Your sister's kids need school supplies. Your mama's light bill is overdue.

And you helped. Every time.
Even when helping them meant you were short that month.
Even when you were quietly putting groceries on a credit card because you gave your last $200 to someone who never paid it back.

A Federal Reserve report on the economic wellbeing of US households found that Black households are significantly less likely to have $400 in emergency savings.

So when you're the one family member who's slightly more stable, the weight of everyone else's financial emergencies lands directly on you.

Nobody asks if you can afford it.
They assume you can because you have a job and you've never said no before.
And every time you quietly absorb the hit, you push your own financial goals back another month.

Your savings. Your house deposit. Your peace of mind.

Loving your family and funding your family are two different things.

You can be generous and still have a limit.
You can help when you're able and say "I can't right now" when you're not.
That sentence won't make you selfish. It'll make you solvent.

Nobody ever sat you down and asked what kind of life you actually wanted.

What you wanted was never the point.
The point was being useful.
Be helpful.
Be reliable.
Be the one people can count on.

From the time you were small, your worth got measured by what you could do for the people around you.

Not by how you felt.
Not by what you needed.

By how well you held things together for everyone else.

A 2020 study in the journal Women & Therapy found that Black women who tie their self-worth to being needed by others report significantly higher rates of anxiety and emotional exhaustion.

Because when your entire identity is built around being useful, the moment you stop producing, you don't know who you are anymore.

And that fear keeps you going long after your body and mind have told you to stop.

Think about that.

Some of you are terrified of resting because rest means you're not doing anything for anyone, and if you're not doing anything for anyone, what's your value?

Your value was never supposed to be in your usefulness.

You were a whole person before you became everybody's solution.
You just forgot because nobody reminded you.

Not your pastor.
Not your mama.
Not your partner.
Not your boss.

Nobody is going to tap you on the shoulder and say "hey, you've done enough, you can stop now."

That moment doesn't come. You have to create it yourself.

Some people will leave when you change the rules.
Some relationships will get uncomfortable and stay that way.
Some family dynamics will shift permanently.

That's real, and pretending otherwise would be dishonest.

But the people who stick around after you stop performing?
Those are the ones who actually want you.

Not your labour.
Not your silence.
Not how convenient you make their lives.
You, the actual person.

Black women pour into everything.
The family, the school, the church, the community, the job, the whole country.

We've been doing it for centuries and that legacy matters.

But so do you.
Not as a symbol.
Not as a source of strength for everybody around you.

As a person who gets to be tired sometimes.
Who gets to say not today.
Who gets to choose herself without writing an apology letter for it.

Say the no.
Set the boundary.
And when people ask what happened to you, tell them the truth.

Nothing happened to me. I just finally started happening for myself.

Knowing you need boundaries and actually setting them are two completely different skills.

So here's how to start without blowing everything up.

Pick the easiest relationship first.

Don't go straight to your mother or your partner.

Start with the coworker who keeps dumping last-minute work on you.
Or the friend who cancels every plan you make.
Build the muscle there where the stakes are lower.

When you set the boundary, stay with "I" statements. Not "you always do this." Try "I'm not available for that."

Nobody can argue with what you are and aren't available for.
They can try, but you don't have to engage.

People who are used to hearing yes from you will absolutely react the first time they hear no.

Expect it. Plan for it.
And when it happens, do not take it back.

Do not over-explain.
Just let the discomfort sit there.
It belongs to them, not you.

Get support if you can.

You spent years learning to pour out. It's okay to need help learning how to keep something for yourself.

And forgive yourself for every year you spent without boundaries.
You were doing what you knew.

Now you know something different. That's enough to start.

We get taught to hold it down in relationships the same way we get taught to hold it down everywhere else.

Stick it out. Be patient. Don't ask for too much.

Funny how "too much" usually just means the basics.

Consistency. Effort. Somebody who shows up the way you show up.

Data from the Institute for Women's Policy Research shows Black women are the most likely group to be the primary breadwinner in their households.

That's fine when both people are contributing what they can.

It becomes a problem when your partner is capable of pulling weight and just... doesn't.

And you've talked yourself into believing that asking for equal effort makes you demanding.

Telling someone how you need to be treated in order for the relationship to work is not an attack.

If they treat it like a threat, they're telling you exactly how much your needs matter to them.

Believe what they're showing you.

You should not have to make yourself smaller so a relationship can work.

If you're tired, broke, emotionally running on empty, and managing someone else's entire life on top of your own, ask yourself honestly, is this love, or is this a second job you're not getting paid for?

There's a specific kind of punishment that comes for Black women who start saying no.

People call you bougie.
They say you've changed.
They start tallying up every favour they ever did for you and presenting it like a bill.

Let them.

What's really going on is that you used to be available all the time.

You said yes to everything.
You absorbed everybody's mess without complaint.
That worked perfectly for the people around you.
The moment you pull back, the whole arrangement falls apart.
And the people who had it good when you had no limits are going to be the loudest ones complaining.

Dr. Nedra Glover Tawwab, a licensed therapist who works specifically on boundaries in the Black community, says it as it is - the people who get mad at your boundaries are the ones who were eating good off you not having any.

You know that tight feeling in your chest the first time you tell someone no?

Most of us mistake it for guilt, but it's really just unfamiliarity.

Your whole life you've put everybody else first, so of course choosing yourself feels strange.

Sit with it. It loosens up.

When was the last time you did something for yourself that wasn't squeezed in between doing things for everybody else?

Black women get trained early to be the ones who hold it down.

Oldest daughters raising younger kids.
Granddaughters running households.
By the time we're grown, giving ourselves away feels normal.

Like breathing. You don't even notice you're doing it until you're exhausted and can't figure out why.

The American Psychological Association has data showing Black women are significantly less likely to seek mental health support than white women, even when they're dealing with the same level of distress.

We just push through.
We figure it out.
We handle it.

But you can love your people deeply and still not loan money you need for your own bills.

You can care about a friend and still refuse to be her free therapist three nights a week.

You can work hard at your job and still say no to doing three people's roles for one paycheck.

Choosing yourself after years of choosing everyone else will feel selfish at first.

That feeling is a liar.

You've been holding everyone together since you were old enough to remember.

Your mama leaned on you.
Your siblings needed you.
Your friends, your job, your church, your man.

And every time you didn't break, the world called you strong and handed you more to carry.

A 2019 study in the Journal of Health Psychology found that Black women who buy into the Strong Black Woman role have higher rates of depression, emotional eating, and chronic stress.

The thing people keep praising you for is the same thing wearing your body down.

So when you stop answering the phone at 11pm for somebody who keeps having the same crisis they refuse to fix, and they call you cold?

Pay attention to what's actually happening.

They're not upset about losing you.
They're upset about losing what you do for them.
That's a whole different thing.

Most of us have a habit of saying "yes" before we’ve even checked if we’re exhausted.

We do it because we want to show up for everyone, but eventually, the tank runs dry. ☕

Next time someone asks for a piece of your time, try taking a beat.

You can tell them, "I need to check my calendar and get back to you tomorrow."

That 24-hour gap gives you the room to actually feel out if you have the energy to help, or if you need that time to just sit on the couch and breathe.