Human Design
with Christie Inge

I’m a 5/2 Splenic Projector. 

I make Human Design simple, practical, and magical. 

Want to stop caring about what other people think? Read this.

My Human Design content is always written through my heretical + alchemical lens. It may, or may not, align with traditional HD views. And, this post may contain affiliate links. If you make a purchase after clicking one of my affiliate links, I may make a commission. 

I know that you already know that the fear of other people’s opinions is fucking you up.

You’re afraid to be seen as selfish.
Or bossy.
Or mean.
Or rude.

You don’t want them to feel hurt.
Or disappointed.
Or offended.
Or mad.

You walk on eggshells.
Tiptoe around the Truth.
Stay quiet. Be nice. Polite.

This isn’t news to you. You’re already well aware.

Which only adds to your suffering.

The math seems to be adding up like this…

awareness of problem

+ still doing the same shit

= something is most certainly wrong with you.

But that math doesn’t actually add up.

It actually goes more like this:

Being human

+ shame (aka something is wrong with you)

= still doing the same shit

The problem isn’t that you are a people pleaser. Or that you over-empathize. Or that you act like a sponge, soaking up other people’s emotional messes.

Besides the fact that you can’t actually “please” another person, the problem is that you’ve got shame on loop mode.

Your sense of belonging, safety, enoughness, validation, deserving, worthiness is dependant on other people’s approval.

It’s fueling every move. It’s clouding every decision. It’s distorting your everything, every time, everywhere.

It’s like a veil, hiding your Divine Nature.

The solution isn’t to somehow magically stop people-pleasing.

The solution is to take a fucking match the veil of Tribal shame. To pour gasoline on the fire. To burn that shit down.

So that you can finally see yourself, your needs, your Truth. So that you can finally listen to the song of your soul. So that you can rise from the ashes, with Clarity, Power, and Grace.

And from that space, people pleasing doesn’t stand a fucking chance.

Burn it down, my friend.
Burn it down.