I hate when somebody can talk your ear off about everything going on with them, but soon as it’s your turn they suddenly run out of interest. Like damn, was I your audience or your friend? 😂
As we grow older, we stop being scared of ghosts and spirits. We realize that even if they do exist, they ain’t really the ones we gotta fear. The real danger is human beings with dark hearts who know how to smile, act nice, and hide what’s really in ’em.
i genuinely feel sorry for grown women who still act like mean girls. imagine reaching adulthood and still needing to gossip, embarrass, and tear other women down just to feel good about yourself.
that’s not confidence. that’s insecurity looking for an audience.
Every woman needs a season where she gets real quiet and lets everybody wonder. No updates. No explaining. No giving ppl front row seats while you’re still figuring it out. Just you, GOD, your goals, your money, your healing, and whatever you’re becoming next. Some things really do grow better when nobody is touching them🤍