If you grow up the type of woman men want to touch,
you can let them touch you.
you can let them touch you.
Sometimes it is not you they are reaching for.
But their hands found you first. Do not mistake yourself for a guardian.
But their hands found you first. Do not mistake yourself for a guardian.
Being loved is not the same thing as loving.
When you fall in love, it is discovering the ocean
When you fall in love, it is discovering the ocean
after years of puddle jumping. It is realizing you have hands.
It is reaching for the tightrope when the crowds have all gone home.
It is reaching for the tightrope when the crowds have all gone home.
Do not spend time wondering if you are the type of woman
men will hurt.
men will hurt.
Forgive yourself for the decisions you have made, the ones you still call mistakes when you tuck them in at night. And know this:
Know you are the type of woman who is searching for a place to call yours.
Let the statues crumble.
You have always been the place.
You have always been the place.
You are a woman who can build it yourself.
You were born to build.
You were born to build.
The Type by Sarah Kay
snippets from my favorite poem. it is empowering whenever i need some sort of pep talk to pull myself out of a poisonous mental state.
