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The cost of always being available

 The Cost of Always Being Available

by Nidhi Guglani


Many of us find ourselves in a role we never really chose, but slowly grew into—the one who’s always there, always giving, always adjusting. Whether it’s at home, with friends, or at work, we become the ones who manage everything quietly. We offer help, take care of others, spend when needed, plan the details, and rarely ask for anything in return.


And because we do it so often, people begin to expect it. It’s no longer seen as kindness—it’s just something we’re supposed to do.


But the moment we step back or say, “I can’t do this anymore,” others get uncomfortable. Not because they didn’t see how much we were doing, but because they had grown used to it. It’s hard to explain the tiredness that comes not just from physical work, but from always being the one who gives—emotionally, financially, or just by being available.


What makes it harder is the guilt. People who give easily often struggle to say no. The fear of disappointing others, the hesitation to appear selfish, the worry that love might be withdrawn if we stop being useful—it all sits quietly inside. So we keep going, even when we’re drained. Even when we know it’s not fair.


Over time, this imbalance begins to weigh on our mental and emotional well-being. We start to feel invisible in relationships where our presence is always felt but rarely acknowledged. We question our worth—not because we doubt our value, but because others rarely reflect it back to us.


Still, not everything is one-sided. There are always people who quietly notice. A parent who supports without making a show of it. A sibling who understands more than they say. A friend who reaches out when it matters. And sometimes, in the work we do—especially with young people—we receive warmth, respect, and love that makes a real difference.


But it’s okay to want more. It’s okay to say you’re tired.

It’s not selfish to ask for balance.

It’s not wrong to set limits.


Being kind doesn’t mean being available all the time.

Giving with love is a strength—but giving without rest is a slow burn.


The truth is, we teach people how to treat us by how we treat ourselves.

And when we begin to value our time, our effort, and our peace, others will eventually follow.


It’s time we reminded ourselves: we matter too.

Not just for what we give, but for who we are—even when we’re not giving anything at all.


Comments

  1. Shambhavi V2 August 2025 at 02:30

    "...the worry that love might be withdrawn if we stop being useful"- this right here is the reason why it's so hard to break out of a cycle of perpetually being the bigger person, being the giver. This whole entry was a beautiful and somber reflection that spoke to me a lot. Becoming a people pleaser- or just someone who gives their all to every soul that comes their way, can be a fulfilling role. But not if that's all you ever get to be? It dampens your spirit. It's very reassuring to hear about others who struggle the same with setting boundaries and saying no. It's proof that there are others who'll return the care you give with the same intensity. And I've only just begun to accept that withdrawing your hand is not a selfish act, for everyone deserves a break.
    "We question our worth—not because we doubt our value, but because others rarely reflect it back to us." Can I just say- Ouch! 😅Ma'am you didn't need to pull the rug from under my feet this hard! You worded out the thoughts I never even knew existed.
    But indeed it's true, that so long as we keep looking, we can find people who do not take kindness for granted.

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