Here’s how it unfolded for me: As a Projector, I didn’t burn out; I drained out.☔️ Slowly. Quietly. In all the places I kept saying “yes” when my body whispered “no.” It started with a friendship I cared about. Nothing explosive, nothing dramatic. Just a shift I kept trying to ignore. A heaviness after conversations that used to feel light. A tension in my chest I kept trying to logic away. And as a Projector, we don’t collapse from doing too much. We collapse from going against ourselves. One forced invitation. ✉️ One “yes” that wasn’t truly ours. One moment of pushing to stay connected, understood, or seen. Bitterness wasn’t the problem; it was the message. A signal that I was giving from emptiness, adjusting to be easier, shrinking to keep the peace. My energy knew before my mind was willing to admit it. And once I stopped forcing the connection. Once I allowed the friendship to be what it actually was instead of what I wanted it to be… The bitterness dissolved and so did the...