I used to think awareness was enough.

I could map out my family dynamics like a pro.

I knew exactly where the patterns came from — the critical parent, the role I played as peacemaker, the scapegoat, and the unspoken rules that shaped how I showed up.

The tension in the room was thick.

You walked into the meeting certain your team was aligned.
But within minutes, you felt it: crossed arms, clipped tones, that one person looking like they’d rather be anywhere else.

You thought, What’s wrong with them?

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