I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately, sitting here with my coffee getting cold for the third time this morning (baby brain is real, momma). We live in a world that tells us that to survive, we have to build walls. That to be respected, we have to be loud. That to win, we have to be ruthless.
The Quiet Rebellion of Staying Soft
You don't have to be a storm to be remembered. You can be the rain. Gentle. Needed. Life-giving. bibian norai
That is the kind of strength I am trying to reclaim.
So here is my rebellion for this season: I am going to stop apologizing for my sensitivity. I am going to stop treating my gentleness like a flaw to be edited out. I am going to hold space for the sad days instead of Instagram-filtering them into happiness. I’ve been thinking about this a lot lately,
October 26, 2023
I’ve been so busy trying to be a "Boss" that I forgot to just be me . The me who writes poetry at 2 AM. The me who buys flowers just because they are pink. The me who believes that people are mostly good, even after being let down. That to win, we have to be ruthless
Let’s be soft together. It’s the bravest thing we’ll ever do.