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wyldwon · 1 month ago
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wyldwon · 1 month ago
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This time, I’m not reacting. I’m responding. With wisdom. With intention. With softness. Because every time I choose presence over panic, I change my future.
I don’t owe my old triggers a seat at the table.
I’ve grown.
I’ve seen too much. I’ve healed too deeply. I move differently now—not to prove anything, but because I’ve remembered who I am.
I’m not a woman surviving anymore. I’m a woman choosing.
That’s power.
-Molesey Bridgette, The Queen Code
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wyldwon · 3 months ago
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It is a man's job to set the tone in a relationship. He is the foundation, the leader, the one whose actions set the pace and emotional climate for the connection. A woman naturally feeds off his energy — she responds to how safe, secure, and loved he makes her feel. If his energy is inconsistent, cold, or confusing, she will start to close off emotionally, even if she’s still physically present.
Women are intuitive by nature. We can feel when something is off. We can sense distance, indifference, or hesitation even when nothing is said. That’s why showing up consistently, both emotionally and mentally, is so important. A woman wants to feel like she can rest in your presence, not constantly question where she stands. She can’t be soft and nurturing if she’s always in defense mode, trying to protect herself from heartbreak.
When a man leads with clarity, intention, and genuine care, it allows a woman to lean into her femininity — to trust, to give, to love fully. She doesn’t have to guess what’s going on in your mind or constantly seek reassurance. Your actions, your words, and your consistency do that for her. And when she feels safe, oh, how she flourishes. She becomes your biggest cheerleader, your soft place to fall, your peace in a chaotic world.
It’s not about money, gifts, or empty words. It’s about showing up every day as the man you promised you would be. Be dependable. Be emotionally available. Be kind. Set the tone — because when you do it right, she’ll match your energy and multiply it. A good woman reflects the love she receives. So if she’s distant, guarded, or unsure, take a moment to evaluate the tone you’re setting.
Lead her right, and she’ll follow you with her whole heart.
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wyldwon · 3 months ago
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wyldwon · 3 months ago
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The feminine urge to turn deep sorrow into an untouchable serenity, crippling fear into untamed ferocity, profound aching into true abundance, great loss into even greater liberation… in red lipstick, yet.💄
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wyldwon · 3 months ago
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wyldwon · 3 months ago
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People you ache for will reject you
Let them
People are going to show you
with their actions
the painful reality of who they are
Let them
People are going to violate
your boundaries
and then blame you
Let them
People are going to believe
their own version of who you are
despite truth or facts
Let them
People are going to misunderstand
misalign and malign you
Let them
I know it’s agony
to allow false stories
to take center stage
rather than truth
but let them
This way lies power
and healing and self-reclamation
The energy you were spending to gain
approval, inclusion, validation
is a false-belonging wound
that’s bleeding you dry
Warning:
To “Let Them”
requires many
stops
and
starts
Stop
the hemorrhage
of explaining
Stop
the frazzle
of justifying
Stop swallowing
the slow-killing poison
of defending
Stop striving, earning, performing
Stop telling yourself
you need their back-breaking
version of love
or understanding
Stop allowing their judgement
to injure your self-love
Take a breath
Dare
to fill your lungs
with something other than
anxiety
Exhale
diminishment
Inhale
expansion
Now start
Start
seeking inside you
the thing that you
always wanted from them
Start
owning all your truth
the beauties
and the beastly
daring to embrace it all
Start
delighting in the wonder of you
as vast as a moon-sky blanket
and dazzling
as a starlit circus
Start
healing the fracture
of your tender fierce heart
gluing and gilding
the jagged edges
with the 24 karat courage
Forgive yourself
for mistaking them
for your power source
The day you start
giving yourself
the love
you wanted from them
is the first day of your freedom
A sky walker once said,
“We’re all living in cages
with the doors wide open.”
You, little songbird, deserve to be free
Take wing from the prison
of your thoughts
You’ll soar
They’ll criticize
Let them
~ Angi Sullins prints, books and card decks www.angisullins.com
Art by Digitiel
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wyldwon · 3 months ago
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wyldwon · 4 months ago
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wyldwon · 4 months ago
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wyldwon · 5 months ago
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wyldwon · 7 months ago
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wyldwon · 7 months ago
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wyldwon · 7 months ago
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wyldwon · 7 months ago
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wyldwon · 7 months ago
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She sat at the back
and they said she was shy,
She led from the front
and they hated her pride,
They asked her advice
and then questioned her guidance,
They branded her loud,
then were shocked by her silence,
When she shared no ambition
they said it was sad,
So she told them her dreams
and they said she was mad,
They told her they'd listen,
then covered their ears,
And gave her a hug
while they laughed at her fears,
And she listened to all of it
thinking she should,
Be the girl they told her
to be best as she could,
But one day she asked
what was best for herself,
Instead of trying
to please everyone else,
So she walked to the forest
and stood with the trees,
She heard the wind whisper
and danced with the leaves,
She spoke to the willow,
the elm and the pine,
And she told them what she'd been told
time after time,
She told them she felt
she was never enough,
She was either too little
or far far too much,
Too loud or too quiet,
too fierce or too weak,
Too wise or too foolish,
too bold or too meek,
Then she found a small clearing
surrounded by fires,
And she stopped...
and she heard what the trees said to her,
And she sat there for hours
not wanting to leave,
For the forest said nothing,
it just let her breathe.
-Becky Hemsley
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wyldwon · 7 months ago
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