florescence

Funny how I used to take pride in being "strong", making do with little, not being demanding, etc.
How dare I be imperfect, yet have boundaries, dreams, expectations, or emotional needs. 
The audacity!!
It really just meant I was overworked, underpaid, undervalued and abused by men. Nothing to brag about. 
Wisdom was available; intuitive knowing meant to guide me, yet I did not always need the warnings
It takes strength to trust yourself and move in alignment, even if that means being alone 
That's the strength I could have used as a young woman. 
Strength born out of self-confidence and self-respect. 
Not strength based on enduring toxicity
Or mere survival. 

Something in me snapped the day I walked out my job. The past two years have been an unfolding.

I've rejected all that energy 
Embracing flow and 
the depths of yin
valuing my intuition and my desires over anything else
knowing what is meant for me will not involve strife
or being made to feel like shit about myself 
for a paycheck, for a date, for anything
funny how it makes me people mad when they realize you are living authentically 
with ease 
isn't it interesting to see their reactions when they finally understand that
you are no longer the mollusk, but the pearl


I cannot control or change what happens in this world 
I only have myself 
and I will guard her peace and pleasure no matter what it takes 
with the understanding that the wheel of fortune is always turning, 
the US is a fucking shitshow,
and this day could be my last.
funny that the people who accuse you of being selfish or lazy are always the ones who are accustomed to you being their workhorse 
being their black sheep, whipping post,
the emotional sponge they rinse and reuse at their convenience


My struggle days are done
and I don't care if that offends anyone.