𝒟𝒶𝓅𝒽𝓃𝑒

That for the first time in a long while you’re able to feel comfort and ease inhabiting your own skin.

That you begin to fall in love with every crevice, surface and cell in your body.

That you no longer view yourself through the eyes of those who didn’t posses the depth to see and cherish your beauty, and not because it wasn’t there, but because it wasn’t meant for them.

That you learn to cherish every thing that makes you unique.

That you stop trying to perform to win the court of public opinion and start living your life for your own satisfaction.

I pray that one day you will give yourself the love you’d give to a loved one without conditions or expectations.

Life lately 💗

All the goddesses I've come across in my life aren't sitting in their cars yapping endlessly at a camera or writing essays policing how other women choose to express themselves and trying to dictate what constitute as "real femininity" and what doesn't. They simply embody their feminine essence because that is what comes naturally to them. It's an expression of their inner being rather than a conscious performance. They are their own muses before they are anybody else's and their self-concept is entirely rooted in self-assurance and confidence. They don't need to be taught how to express something that is at the core of their being. They can appreciate the beauty in other women without feeling threatened by it or by putting those other women on a pedestal, because they view other beautiful women as their peers, not as above them. They aren't forming weird parasocial relationships with celebrities or well-known online personas because they find enough fulfillment in their own lives and are fully satisfied and content with the body they inhabit. They don't fall easily into far-right and hateful pipelines because at their core they aren't bitter or angry at the outside world since they are not at constant war with themselves.