around and smile.
As soon as I gave myself permission
I was in heaven, and I never wanted her to go away again.

It’s sort of like,
I was softer because I knew I was stronger
But I put up the armor whenever I felt soft.
I couldn’t give myself the permission to...It’s sort of like,
I was softer because I knew I was stronger
But I put up the armor whenever I felt soft.
I couldn’t give myself the permission to feel a shred of doubt or weakness.
If I did, I would fail.
So once I felt safe and strong in my life or decision
I relaxed,
I became so much more playful and feminine.
I didn’t have to analyze every tiny little thing for survival.
I could look... Show more