I used to want to help everyone. Show up for everyone. Carry everyone. What I didn’t realize at the time was that I wasn’t helping myself. Eventually, that caught up to me. I had a conversation with a friend once. She told me her favorite person in the world used to be her sister. Until she noticed a pattern, whenever her sister was upset with her, or something went wrong between them, it would completely throw her off. Her mood. Her energy. Her peace. I told her something that had been saving me. I call myself MRfavorito. Not out of ego. Out of responsibility. It’s a reminder that I have to be my own favorite person first. Because when I don’t take care of myself, I start depending on other people for validation, stability, and peace. That’s a weight no one else is meant to carry. There is a scripture that warns us against “worshipping and serving the creature more than the Creator.” (Romans 1:25) We often think of idolatry as golden statues, but it happens in relationships, ...