you drink gulps of poison every time your compare their path to yours, you taint the essence of what makes you unique when you gaze into their garden more than your own. flowers bloom when you focus on the seeds you’re planting and the growth you’re cultivating within yourself.
accepting myself fully. even the undesirable parts and corners of myself i don’t like to visit. accepting the parts of myself still learning, the ones that play small out of trauma or conditioning. accepting myself, good and bad, high and low, unconditionally.
my 8yo daughter had a boy throw her to the ground and put his hands on her neck at school and they went to the principal’s office to discuss it and the principal told her he only did it bc he wants to be her friend and this is how women get so messed up in society