When Later NEVER Comes...
This image hit me deeply because so many Black women have watched the women before us survive beautifully while slowly disappearing from themselves.
They carried:
the children,
the men,
the families,
the church,
the bills,
the grief,
the expectations,
the silence.
And somewhere along the way many of us learned:
“I’ll focus on me later.”
Whew.
So now we praise ourselves for being:
“strong”
When really we are exhausted.
We call ourselves:
“independent”
because we learned not to need anybody.
We call ourselves:
“low maintenance”
because our needs have learned to stay quiet.
But many of these are survival skills…
not traits for thriving.
That part.
And this is why self-care can feel so unfamiliar for many Black women.
Not because we don’t want softness.
Not because we don’t desire peace.
But because many of us were never taught how to turn inward long enough to actually feel ourselves.
Many of our foremothers survived by disconnecting from their own exhaustion, grief, desire, needs, and bodies.
Now we are the generation trying to learn:
how to remain connected to ourselves while still loving, caregiving, building, nurturing, and surviving.
That is deep work.
Sometimes resting without guilt is revolutionary.
Sometimes learning your needs feels like learning a new language.
Sometimes softness feels unsafe before it feels healing.
And sometimes the hardest relationship a woman will ever build…
is the relationship she has with herself.
If this spoke to you, Queendom™ was created for women like us.
Not women trying to become perfect.
Women learning how to:
reconnect to themselves,
regulate their nervous systems,
soften survival posture,
hear their own needs again,
and stop postponing themselves.
Because survival is not the same thing as being fully alive.
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When Later NEVER Comes...
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