She played her music louder, she walked prouder. She realized she wasn’t a drop inside the ocean, she was the whole damn ocean inside a drop.
A strong girl will move on, because her relationship with herself is more precious than her relationship with you or anyone else.
It us up to us, as women, to learn the power of our voices, the strength of our skin, the value of coming together in protest—maybe not in silence, but, simply in solidarity—affirming that our presence matters. Our presence deserves to be heard.
Here’s to the girls who are still learning that they matter.
Even the strongest girls break down. When they’ve had enough, when they’ve been strong for too long and they just can’t do it anymore.
You deserve to be the one who dictates someone else’s happiness, instead of constantly allowing your happiness be determined by others. Just as so many have done to you, for the first time in your life, you deserve to break someone’s heart.
She taught me to be happy. I know external factors have a way to affect our happiness but when I saw her truly smile even at her lowest, I realized that you can really make a conscious choice to be happy.
You find strength in your independence.
Who you are is valid.
The way you love is pure.