there comes a time when you meet someone who lovingly holds a mirror to your face and it’ll be very uncomfortable at first but it’s important that you stay. looking at yourself through the lens of someone who loves and sees you will heal you.
i'm having a long conversation with myself, it's been going on for days and the tone is getting softer and the words are getting kinder and that's how i know i'm growing
centuries of women before me have yearned to taste the freedom i get to experience nowadays by being able to say no to marriage/children and choose my own path with full agency, and i will never take that for granted. they live through me