Taking Back What's Mine

We give far too many people the power to take experiences away from us. ⁣ ⁣ The ones that make eye contact with us in the train.⁣ The ones that walk past us in the grocery store. ⁣ The ones that workout next to us in the gym. ⁣ The ones that sit by us at the pool.⁣ The ones that watch “us” with “our” kids. ⁣ The ones that sit in-front of us in the office.⁣ The ones that show up in our social feeds. ⁣ ⁣ Like who do we think we are? Avengers or something? We literally think we can read other people’s minds. ⁣ ⁣ And then we go so far as to let it dictate our next move.⁣ ⁣ The one where we quickly cover up at the pool.⁣ The one where we walk with our heads down.⁣ The one where we stand anxiously in the corner.⁣ The one where we decide we aren’t good enough.⁣ The one where we question our purpose.⁣ The one where we regret an invitation.⁣ The one where we say “no” to an opportunity.⁣ ⁣ ⁣ Because we THINK they THINK we aren’t something (good/skinny/smart/talented/human/etc.) enough. ⁣ Or that we’re too much of something else (fat/loud/weak/ugly/etc.)⁣ ⁣ Whatever it is that you think they think, it doesn’t matter anymore.⁣ ⁣ NOW & TODAY we are the type of women who don’t ask permission to exist. ⁣ ⁣ The ones who walk boldly into a room.⁣ The ones who wear bikinis/shorts/rompers because we want to.⁣ The ones who speak confidently about ourselves & others.⁣ The ones who say “Yes” because we know we can.⁣ The ones who build empires.⁣ The ones who don’t look to others for approval.⁣ ⁣ Because we already have our own.⁣ ⁣ Ya, I’m going to be that girl this year. ⁣ I’ve let them steal my experiences- my life - my ONE life for far too long.⁣ But no more.⁣ ⁣ Because you only live once right. ⁣ ⁣ Who’s with me? 👋🏻👋🏻👋🏻⁣