I want you to savor the beauty of your solitude, no matter what your relationship status. I want you to be a fighter in a world that teaches women they are only valuable if they are chosen by a man. I want you to inspire those around you by speaking so gently and lovingly to yourself that the cruelty and judgment of others melts away into the distance. I want all your naysayers to be overshadowed by the wildness of your strength. I want you to be the warrior woman they never saw coming.
I hope you learn to be enthralled by the sound of your own heartbeat. The one that reminds you that you are alive, that your life is meaningful, that you were divinely guided into this existence to change this world, to change yourself, to change the lives of those struggling like you.
I hope you learn to fall in love with the sound of your feet walking away from the things not meant for you. I hope you learn to fly rather than clinging to the people only interested in clipping your wings.
I hope you get to create the life of your dreams, because you deserve it. Within you is a light that is brighter than the belittling words of those who are afraid of your potential. Within you is an entire universe, just waiting to be built.
The one they said you weren’t capable of creating. The one they tried to fan the flames of before it even had a chance to ignite a spark.
I hope you channel all of your adversity into your catharsis. I hope this crucifixion becomes a platform for your resurrection. I hope you rise above your doubts and your fears to remember how infinite you really are.
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