Good women are generally very lowkey and not that socially visible. The reason you think they don't exist is because they are protecting themselves and trying to avoid unwanted attention. The trash is loud and plentiful, but there are more beautiful feminine souls than you think.
The best way to honour someone who did a lot for you but regressed into someone you can no longer respect, is to remember the best version of them and be thankful for what they did for you. Even if they ultimately failed you, they gave you a great gift as proof of their love.
Nobody talks about the personality shift in your 30s where you no longer want to be impressive, you just want to be rested, regulated, and completely unavailable to anything that drains you
It’s strange and beautiful to realise that you can be simultaneously proud of how far you have come and aware that you have barely scratched the surface of who you could become.