Weakness

I have battled most of my life with being afraid of the word “weak.” It is something I tried my hardest to never be associated with. I didn’t cry when I hurt, I didn’t allow myself to be open to pain, I didn’t share my heart, I didn’t allow myself to be exposed or vulnerable in any way because I saw that as weakness. I see that I’m not alone... the mere thought of being classified as weak seems to terrify us. I have fought my battles, and bear my scars. I’m no longer so scared of the word... it’s just a word. I am a submissive because I choose to submit. How I do that is between myself and the person I submit to. Others may see it as weak, others may see it as strong. They’re all just words. What matters to me, is how it feels in the space we create for us.

Beautifully said:) thank you?

Wow that was supposed to be a emoji not a question mark! Lol