As a first-generation college student and daughter of immigrants, I had unconsciously learned to rely on only myself and my immediate family. Anything outside of this close personal network I felt would impose too much of a burden on others. In fact—for a while— doing as much as I could by myself started to become deceptively rewarding. Within academic and professional contexts, I successfully hid any feelings of overwhelm, anxiety, and self-doubt. As you can imagine, this strategy was only sustainable for so long; life inevitably became more complex to navigate on my own. The work was getting done, which provided temporary relief; I had managed to keep my academic scholarship and secure my space at my job, only to be caught in cycles that led to burnout and resentment.