Who pours into you? What a valid question we seemingly ask ourselves when we become overwhelmed or

when the question is raised to us. What does it feel like to be poured into? Could it be that

you've been pouring so long that you don't recognize that no one has been pouring into you?

You know, I say this often that we cannot pour from an empty cup.

It is impossible to give what you don't have and more tiring to keep up and relinquish parts

of us that are dying inside. Many of us were silently chosen as the go to, often heard from

family and friends that you are a great under pressure

or that you always know what to say or do, but often it feels like others can become very

self-reliant on us. You seem to be the mediator, the counselor, the manager, the planner,

all while juggling your own personal affairs. The wall seems to close in,

the weight unbearable and distress, unbelievable. Your cup is almost empty. And when you look around,

there is nothing to provide you with the refill, and sadly, you're used to it. About two years ago, while reading a book, I read something that said.

Many people have probably searched for something outside of themselves for a sense of completion

and a sense of being worthwhile. An internal struggle was most likely not acknowledged and giving

was a solution for feelings of incompleteness and inadequacy.

You know, of course this doesn't mean that all who poor are congruent to this statement,

but for me it resonated so well. If I could give poor, be of assistance in my mind. It meant

that my servitude was boundless and it was better to serve than to wait

on it from others, but I know now that I had always positioned myself in a place of pulling,

and that was also my offering whether I wanted to or not. Many of you were also reared into leadership role. You were always the smart one,

the wise one, perhaps the oldest one. Responsibility found itself in you and you were always doing as you

were told. Critical on yourself with mistakes and even settled into a knowing of maturity that fostered

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