We Are the Voice


We are the Voice
📷 Isaiah Mcclean

 Some women struggle, some are waiting for something or someone to come along and save them. They suppress the power within them, praying for a miracle being the miracle & following their own bliss. They are trapped in a fantasy of a knight in a shiny armor coming to their rescue. You probably don’t want to hear this but, you can be your own savior, you can be strong for you. Take the bull by its horns, Take charge of your life and not settling for less than you deserve. The pain of seeing a hopeless woman is so excruciating. Refuse to be a victim of circumstances. What is even worse is when a woman takes comfort or compromise and be content with whatever they are facing. Is this our destiny? I believe there is more to life, it takes you, the woman in the mirror to explore it. Make the most of your life. Have the courage to take decisions regarding your life. Learn to say No boldly without hesitation & without having to explain yourself.

Woman, we have a voice, we must never be talked over. We've had enough. Why should we remain quiet? If you feel like you have something to say, say it with pride and confidence. Defy all ~confinements~ and never settle for the obvious, be adventurous! Whether you are a single mom, a _singleton_, married or from any walk of life, you have immense power and strength within. You already have everything you need within yourself. It’s already with you. Do not let the world tell you otherwise. If you are in an abusive relationship, break free, if you are caught up in anything that is draining your energy, let go. Life is too short to live in fear, pain, and doubts. If you are broken and they left you, never question your worth. You are beautiful, you are strong and you are phenomenal.

Move through each day with a sense of confidence and grace. Understand the importance of living life to the fullest, the beautiful parts & the sad ones, but keep it moving. Remember you are more than you see, You are more than your struggle. Girl, laugh like you have gold mines. Rise!!! BE COMPLETE ON YOUR OWN. I am the voice, you are the voice, WE ARE!


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  1. UnknownSeptember 12, 2018 at 6:54 PM

    Wow profound words ryt thr

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  2. JessyDecember 17, 2018 at 9:38 AM

    Very true women let’s take control of our lives not t depend on others or be emotionally attached that you forget who u are n what u can do. It can be hard smtyms but always try to control every situation in ur own interest

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