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When You’re the Strong One But Secretly Falling Apart

Irina Zhuravleva
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Irina Zhuravleva, 
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Listopad 07, 2025

You are the person everyone depends on. Is that you? You are the glue that keeps things together, the one who somehow makes everything function, the person people call when everything is falling apart because they trust you to handle it. You always come through. Yet nobody seems to notice when you are the one unraveling. Why? Because you hide it. You smile. You answer, “I’m fine.” You show up even when you’re barely holding yourself together — and then others begin to take you for granted. In this video I’m describing a pattern born of trauma: the “strong one” role many of us still perform. If this sounds familiar, you also know its apparent advantages. If past wounds are still running the show, being the competent one means you keep a job, survive disasters, and keep standing through medical crises. I recognize this in myself too. But I want to show you how mistaking forced endurance for true strength can quietly undermine everything good in your life. You’ve probably felt it: the relentless tiredness, the simmering anger, the aching loneliness. Strength can be admirable, but the coping strategies you adopted to get through chaos and hurt are not all helpful now. I’m here to help you tell the difference. If you’re exhausted from always carrying the load alone, pay attention to this. Here’s the paradox: the more capable you appear, the less likely anyone is to check in. The more responsibility you take on, the more invisible your suffering becomes. You trained people not to worry about you — and now they don’t. It’s not that they’re cruel; they simply believe the version of you you’ve presented. You don’t look like someone who struggles. You don’t look like someone who needs support. You look like someone who manages, but inside you are worn-out, numb, furious, and ashamed for feeling that way. You might even think, “I shouldn’t complain — other people have it so much worse.” That kind of thinking isn’t strength; it’s trauma speaking. Childhood trauma — especially when caregivers failed to protect you or relied on you emotionally — forces you to learn survival by overfunctioning. You become excellent at masking pain, fixing problems, and regulating other people’s emotions. At first, it works: you’re praised for responsibility and lauded for being strong. Over time, though, this strategy becomes a trap. If no one knows you’re struggling, no one shows up. And when nobody shows up, it confirms the lesson trauma taught you: you are alone, if you don’t keep it together everything will collapse, and your needs are too much. When my mother was dying of cancer years ago, I drove to her state every month. It was painful to go back because, from about age six — or after her divorce when I was seven — she seemed to have drifted away from me. In my twenties she would even mail things with my name spelled wrong — Anna with one N, even though she’d named me Anna with two. After college she never remembered what I had studied, my interests, or what job I had. It felt like a block in her mind that erased who I was. I suspect she was ashamed for not caring for me properly when I was a child; she’d left me to fend for myself and I’d looked after my younger sibling as well. We were neglected, and none of that helped her connect to me. She rarely said “I love you.” Honestly, I’m not even sure she felt it. I think she viewed me as uptight — the scolding, responsible type who always had to make everyone else pull their weight. In my family, no one else had it together except me, and that responsibility weighed heavily. While my mother had cancer, I hoped for some reconciliation: that before she died we could be close, talk about what happened, and she would finally see me and be proud. I wanted her to notice me. Once, when I explained I needed a long weekend off work to be with family, she looked at me strangely and said, “I guess I never thought of you as someone who has a family.” I laughed it off at the time, but she meant it. That remark haunted me because it revealed how little she — and, to some extent, other family members — had seen me as a person with needs. After she died, my older brother reacted the same way. I told him I was struggling, and he said, surprised, “It never occurred to me that you have problems.” Years later he died of drugs, not long after that conversation. Looking back, I realized I had been invisible to my family for a long time. I hadn’t been perceived as someone who needed support, and it took years before I learned how to allow myself to ask for connection and help without pretending everything was perfect. Being able to appear competent had been crucial when I was young, but as an adult it guaranteed I’d face my problems alone — and even good moments had to be celebrated in private. To this day I can get driven and intense in ways that bother my husband, kids, and friends: I worry about deadlines, insist things must be done, and edge into anxiety or overcontrol. You might call it anxiety; I call it drivenness — the compulsion to make everything work. That fear of losing everything isn’t irrational: it’s happened before. But working on healing has softened that edge and my relentless push. This pattern is one of the most common trauma dynamics I see in my students and that I’ve lived myself. If your sense of worth depends on being useful, useful becomes your identity. The problem is that when usefulness is everything, needing anything feels like being unlovable. When you ask for help you aren’t useful, so instead you isolate, withdraw, push harder, and burn out — then blame yourself for not keeping up. You might notice small behaviors: cancelling social plans because you’re exhausted, avoiding difficult conversations, surviving on cereal or snacks instead of real meals, or ignoring messages from people who care. On the surface you’re still functional, still getting things done, but emotionally you’re shutting down and abandoning yourself. Left unaddressed, this pattern only worsens. There are signs that childhood trauma may be shaping how you respond to stress today. I have a quiz that lists those signs and you can find a link to it in the first line of the description below this video. (For clarity: by “description,” I mean the panel under each video where a couple of lines are visible without clicking to expand; that top visible line will link to the quiz.) It’s free and has helped many people understand why certain things feel harder for them than for others. Here’s what matters: this pattern is not your identity — it’s an adaptation you developed to survive. That adaptation was not a failure; it was self-preservation in an environment that didn’t meet your needs. Now you are an adult and you can outgrow these survival habits, even if they feel familiar and have been the only things that worked for you. So what do you do if you’re the strong one but secretly falling apart? First: don’t wait until collapse to seek help. You don’t have to hit rock bottom. Notice what’s happening now — the anxiety, exhaustion, resentment, numbness. These are not moral failings; they are signals that your nervous system is depleted and you’re running on empty. You’ve been in go-mode too long, and your brain and body are telling you to stop. Stopping can feel dangerous — you fear if you rest everything might fall apart. That fear isn’t fanciful; many of us have lived precarious times, single parenting, financial strain, or other real threats that made constant motion necessary. Still, you probably have more margin than you imagine. You may also fear asking for help because you’re afraid people will refuse and you’ll feel humiliated. The thought that if you stop being the strong one you’ll lose everything is exactly what keeps you stuck. How do you shift without wrecking your life or shirking responsibilities? Here are three steps to begin changing the pattern gently and honestly, without abandoning yourself. Step one: trace where you learned to stifle your needs. Reflect on the messages you received as a child. Who expected you to be the caretaker? Who shamed you for showing vulnerability? Who made you feel your feelings were inconvenient? Remember how it felt when you thought you had let people down, and write it down. The goal is not to blame yourself but to understand the origins of those beliefs. When you recognize where they came from, you can stop treating them as permanent facts and begin to unlearn them. Step two: choose one helpful thing you usually do for others — and don’t do it this time. This isn’t selfishness; it’s an experiment to reveal how much of your life is organized around overfunctioning. Maybe it’s always answering that one friend’s calls, staying up late to do chores no one asked you to handle, or saying yes to plans when your body cries no. Try declining one of those actions and let the consequences play out. Notice the discomfort — that’s the detox from chronic people-pleasing. Step three: let one person see an honest piece of your experience. You don’t have to deliver a long confession. Say something simple and true: when someone asks “How are you?” you might answer, “I’m actually struggling right now,” or “I feel invisible,” or “I need a break but I don’t know how to take one.” No drama, no demand for a particular response — just an honest statement about your state. The point is to practice speaking truth without apologizing or tailoring your words to spare others. If that feels exposing, that’s okay — it means you’re doing something different, and different things lead to healing. Trauma trains you to believe vulnerability is unsafe and that if you stop performing usefulness you will be abandoned. But people can’t connect to you if they don’t see you. If you never reveal what’s real, you’ll remain stuck in the caretaker role, unseen and alone. We should also talk briefly about dysregulation, because it’s the hidden engine behind much of this. When your nervous system is dysregulated, your thinking fogs, you miss bodily cues, and it’s hard to know what you actually feel. You can feel scattered, panicked, frozen, irritable, or completely numb. You might zone out or become hyperfocused and busy with things that don’t matter — all ways of avoiding the real emotions. That’s survival-mode nervous system physiology. After years or decades in that state it can feel normal, but it isn’t. It’s a trauma response that won’t be fixed by pushing harder or trying to perform better. Change happens when you become re-regulated. You will accomplish more when your nervous system is calmer, so regulation becomes the top priority. That’s why I teach daily practices: two simple techniques I use myself and have taught to many thousands of people. Together they help soothe the nervous system and clarify the mind. They’re not a quick fix for everything; they create a little breathing room between you and the overwhelm — enough space to see clearly and to choose a different response. I offer instruction in these practices for free, and there’s a mini-course link to that daily practice in the second visible line of the description below. The practices are calming yet powerful; they can help you imagine what’s possible. When you’re dysregulated, everything feels impossible: asking for help seems terrifying, saying no seems lethal, resting feels selfish. Once you’re more regulated, those same actions feel feasible — not effortless, but possible. As you begin to make small changes, everything shifts. You stop apologizing for having feelings. You stop proving your worth through productivity or perfection. You stop pretending you’re okay when you’re not. You start choosing based on reality rather than what keeps other people happy in your head. You begin to allow others to care for you and to notice who stays when you’re not constantly solving their problems. You build relationships that don’t require you to perform. Then you see that the issue wasn’t being the strong one — it was equating strength with vanishing. You learned to believe that silence made you acceptable, that strength meant abandoning yourself and isolating. True strength looks different: it’s the courage to stop pretending, to choose connection over control, to speak honestly even when your voice trembles. You don’t need a total breakdown to begin healing. You don’t need a dramatic collapse. You need one honest moment, then another, then another. There is humility and gentleness in admitting, “I need help” or “I don’t know what to do.” The people who truly care don’t require you to be flawless or indestructible; they want you — not your performance. The sooner you believe that, the sooner you can stop bearing everything alone. So here’s a practical next step: commit to one act of truth. Say no to something you don’t want to do. Take one moment to acknowledge what you actually need instead of always trying to fix everyone else or prevent their disappointment. That single choice is how your healing begins — usually quietly, not with fanfare, but with the decision to stop pretending that everything is fine when it isn’t. You don’t have to earn rest or love. You don’t have to hold up the world to deserve being part of it. You’ve been strong long enough; now allow yourself to be real. If you enjoyed this video, there’s another one I think you’ll like right over here. I’ll see you soon. You know you should declutter, but you lack the energy to do it. Leaving it undone makes other parts of your life harder. [Music]

You are the person everyone depends on. Is that you? You are the glue that keeps things together, the one who somehow makes everything function, the person people call when everything is falling apart because they trust you to handle it. You always come through. Yet nobody seems to notice when you are the one unraveling. Why? Because you hide it. You smile. You answer, “I’m fine.” You show up even when you’re barely holding yourself together — and then others begin to take you for granted. In this video I’m describing a pattern born of trauma: the “strong one” role many of us still perform. If this sounds familiar, you also know its apparent advantages. If past wounds are still running the show, being the competent one means you keep a job, survive disasters, and keep standing through medical crises. I recognize this in myself too. But I want to show you how mistaking forced endurance for true strength can quietly undermine everything good in your life. You’ve probably felt it: the relentless tiredness, the simmering anger, the aching loneliness. Strength can be admirable, but the coping strategies you adopted to get through chaos and hurt are not all helpful now. I’m here to help you tell the difference. If you’re exhausted from always carrying the load alone, pay attention to this. Here’s the paradox: the more capable you appear, the less likely anyone is to check in. The more responsibility you take on, the more invisible your suffering becomes. You trained people not to worry about you — and now they don’t. It’s not that they’re cruel; they simply believe the version of you you’ve presented. You don’t look like someone who struggles. You don’t look like someone who needs support. You look like someone who manages, but inside you are worn-out, numb, furious, and ashamed for feeling that way. You might even think, “I shouldn’t complain — other people have it so much worse.” That kind of thinking isn’t strength; it’s trauma speaking. Childhood trauma — especially when caregivers failed to protect you or relied on you emotionally — forces you to learn survival by overfunctioning. You become excellent at masking pain, fixing problems, and regulating other people’s emotions. At first, it works: you’re praised for responsibility and lauded for being strong. Over time, though, this strategy becomes a trap. If no one knows you’re struggling, no one shows up. And when nobody shows up, it confirms the lesson trauma taught you: you are alone, if you don’t keep it together everything will collapse, and your needs are too much. When my mother was dying of cancer years ago, I drove to her state every month. It was painful to go back because, from about age six — or after her divorce when I was seven — she seemed to have drifted away from me. In my twenties she would even mail things with my name spelled wrong — Anna with one N, even though she’d named me Anna with two. After college she never remembered what I had studied, my interests, or what job I had. It felt like a block in her mind that erased who I was. I suspect she was ashamed for not caring for me properly when I was a child; she’d left me to fend for myself and I’d looked after my younger sibling as well. We were neglected, and none of that helped her connect to me. She rarely said “I love you.” Honestly, I’m not even sure she felt it. I think she viewed me as uptight — the scolding, responsible type who always had to make everyone else pull their weight. In my family, no one else had it together except me, and that responsibility weighed heavily. While my mother had cancer, I hoped for some reconciliation: that before she died we could be close, talk about what happened, and she would finally see me and be proud. I wanted her to notice me. Once, when I explained I needed a long weekend off work to be with family, she looked at me strangely and said, “I guess I never thought of you as someone who has a family.” I laughed it off at the time, but she meant it. That remark haunted me because it revealed how little she — and, to some extent, other family members — had seen me as a person with needs. After she died, my older brother reacted the same way. I told him I was struggling, and he said, surprised, “It never occurred to me that you have problems.” Years later he died of drugs, not long after that conversation. Looking back, I realized I had been invisible to my family for a long time. I hadn’t been perceived as someone who needed support, and it took years before I learned how to allow myself to ask for connection and help without pretending everything was perfect. Being able to appear competent had been crucial when I was young, but as an adult it guaranteed I’d face my problems alone — and even good moments had to be celebrated in private. To this day I can get driven and intense in ways that bother my husband, kids, and friends: I worry about deadlines, insist things must be done, and edge into anxiety or overcontrol. You might call it anxiety; I call it drivenness — the compulsion to make everything work. That fear of losing everything isn’t irrational: it’s happened before. But working on healing has softened that edge and my relentless push. This pattern is one of the most common trauma dynamics I see in my students and that I’ve lived myself. If your sense of worth depends on being useful, useful becomes your identity. The problem is that when usefulness is everything, needing anything feels like being unlovable. When you ask for help you aren’t useful, so instead you isolate, withdraw, push harder, and burn out — then blame yourself for not keeping up. You might notice small behaviors: cancelling social plans because you’re exhausted, avoiding difficult conversations, surviving on cereal or snacks instead of real meals, or ignoring messages from people who care. On the surface you’re still functional, still getting things done, but emotionally you’re shutting down and abandoning yourself. Left unaddressed, this pattern only worsens. There are signs that childhood trauma may be shaping how you respond to stress today. I have a quiz that lists those signs and you can find a link to it in the first line of the description below this video. (For clarity: by “description,” I mean the panel under each video where a couple of lines are visible without clicking to expand; that top visible line will link to the quiz.) It’s free and has helped many people understand why certain things feel harder for them than for others. Here’s what matters: this pattern is not your identity — it’s an adaptation you developed to survive. That adaptation was not a failure; it was self-preservation in an environment that didn’t meet your needs. Now you are an adult and you can outgrow these survival habits, even if they feel familiar and have been the only things that worked for you. So what do you do if you’re the strong one but secretly falling apart? First: don’t wait until collapse to seek help. You don’t have to hit rock bottom. Notice what’s happening now — the anxiety, exhaustion, resentment, numbness. These are not moral failings; they are signals that your nervous system is depleted and you’re running on empty. You’ve been in go-mode too long, and your brain and body are telling you to stop. Stopping can feel dangerous — you fear if you rest everything might fall apart. That fear isn’t fanciful; many of us have lived precarious times, single parenting, financial strain, or other real threats that made constant motion necessary. Still, you probably have more margin than you imagine. You may also fear asking for help because you’re afraid people will refuse and you’ll feel humiliated. The thought that if you stop being the strong one you’ll lose everything is exactly what keeps you stuck. How do you shift without wrecking your life or shirking responsibilities? Here are three steps to begin changing the pattern gently and honestly, without abandoning yourself. Step one: trace where you learned to stifle your needs. Reflect on the messages you received as a child. Who expected you to be the caretaker? Who shamed you for showing vulnerability? Who made you feel your feelings were inconvenient? Remember how it felt when you thought you had let people down, and write it down. The goal is not to blame yourself but to understand the origins of those beliefs. When you recognize where they came from, you can stop treating them as permanent facts and begin to unlearn them. Step two: choose one helpful thing you usually do for others — and don’t do it this time. This isn’t selfishness; it’s an experiment to reveal how much of your life is organized around overfunctioning. Maybe it’s always answering that one friend’s calls, staying up late to do chores no one asked you to handle, or saying yes to plans when your body cries no. Try declining one of those actions and let the consequences play out. Notice the discomfort — that’s the detox from chronic people-pleasing. Step three: let one person see an honest piece of your experience. You don’t have to deliver a long confession. Say something simple and true: when someone asks “How are you?” you might answer, “I’m actually struggling right now,” or “I feel invisible,” or “I need a break but I don’t know how to take one.” No drama, no demand for a particular response — just an honest statement about your state. The point is to practice speaking truth without apologizing or tailoring your words to spare others. If that feels exposing, that’s okay — it means you’re doing something different, and different things lead to healing. Trauma trains you to believe vulnerability is unsafe and that if you stop performing usefulness you will be abandoned. But people can’t connect to you if they don’t see you. If you never reveal what’s real, you’ll remain stuck in the caretaker role, unseen and alone. We should also talk briefly about dysregulation, because it’s the hidden engine behind much of this. When your nervous system is dysregulated, your thinking fogs, you miss bodily cues, and it’s hard to know what you actually feel. You can feel scattered, panicked, frozen, irritable, or completely numb. You might zone out or become hyperfocused and busy with things that don’t matter — all ways of avoiding the real emotions. That’s survival-mode nervous system physiology. After years or decades in that state it can feel normal, but it isn’t. It’s a trauma response that won’t be fixed by pushing harder or trying to perform better. Change happens when you become re-regulated. You will accomplish more when your nervous system is calmer, so regulation becomes the top priority. That’s why I teach daily practices: two simple techniques I use myself and have taught to many thousands of people. Together they help soothe the nervous system and clarify the mind. They’re not a quick fix for everything; they create a little breathing room between you and the overwhelm — enough space to see clearly and to choose a different response. I offer instruction in these practices for free, and there’s a mini-course link to that daily practice in the second visible line of the description below. The practices are calming yet powerful; they can help you imagine what’s possible. When you’re dysregulated, everything feels impossible: asking for help seems terrifying, saying no seems lethal, resting feels selfish. Once you’re more regulated, those same actions feel feasible — not effortless, but possible. As you begin to make small changes, everything shifts. You stop apologizing for having feelings. You stop proving your worth through productivity or perfection. You stop pretending you’re okay when you’re not. You start choosing based on reality rather than what keeps other people happy in your head. You begin to allow others to care for you and to notice who stays when you’re not constantly solving their problems. You build relationships that don’t require you to perform. Then you see that the issue wasn’t being the strong one — it was equating strength with vanishing. You learned to believe that silence made you acceptable, that strength meant abandoning yourself and isolating. True strength looks different: it’s the courage to stop pretending, to choose connection over control, to speak honestly even when your voice trembles. You don’t need a total breakdown to begin healing. You don’t need a dramatic collapse. You need one honest moment, then another, then another. There is humility and gentleness in admitting, “I need help” or “I don’t know what to do.” The people who truly care don’t require you to be flawless or indestructible; they want you — not your performance. The sooner you believe that, the sooner you can stop bearing everything alone. So here’s a practical next step: commit to one act of truth. Say no to something you don’t want to do. Take one moment to acknowledge what you actually need instead of always trying to fix everyone else or prevent their disappointment. That single choice is how your healing begins — usually quietly, not with fanfare, but with the decision to stop pretending that everything is fine when it isn’t. You don’t have to earn rest or love. You don’t have to hold up the world to deserve being part of it. You’ve been strong long enough; now allow yourself to be real. If you enjoyed this video, there’s another one I think you’ll like right over here. I’ll see you soon. You know you should declutter, but you lack the energy to do it. Leaving it undone makes other parts of your life harder. [Music]

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