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When someone is drowning, that’s not the time to teach them how to swim.

Sometimes people don’t need advice.

They don’t need a lesson.

They don’t need you to explain how they ended up in the water.

They need you to reach out your hand.

They need to know someone sees them, that someone cares enough to pull them out first.

You can teach later.

You can talk about how to stay afloat once they’re breathing again.

But in the middle of the storm?

What they need most is compassion, not correction.

Because when a person is fighting just to keep their head above water,

your empathy might be the only thing that saves them.

©️Caty Sanders

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I finally get it... I am the problem. I walk into people's lives with energy, loyalty, love, & peace they've never had.. & truthfully, never deserved. I disrupt their comfort zone of chaos. They're not used to real.

They're addicted to dysfunction. That's why they start acting weird.. because my presence requires growth, & they aren't ready for that. Cool. I'll step back. Keep your mess, I'll keep my peace

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being loved isn't enough. i think understanding someone matters more than simply loving them. because loving someone is easy, but understanding isn't. someone can love you and still not get you. and the worst feeling is to be misunderstood. understanding someone takes effort. it takes deep talks and uncomfortable conversations. it takes paying attention and listening and trying to see why they are the way they are, what makes them happy vs sad, and seeing them for who they really are, not an idealized version. it takes learning how to love them the way they want to be loved, even if it doesn't come naturally to you. and the best feeling is when someone truly understands you and still loves you. cause at the end of the day we all just wanna be understood

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One day my mother casually said,

We never worried about you, you always knew how to take care of yourself, and it broke something quietly inside me. Because what sounds like pride also feels like loneliness. It means no one ever really looked too closely, no one wondered if the strong one was tired. It means I learned to carry the weight so well that no one thought to help me set it down. And maybe that's the silent cost of being 'capable', you stop being seen as someone who also needs softness. You become the safe place for everyone but never quite have one of your own. And in that moment, I realized strength had been my survival, but it had also been my isolation.

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We are women — regardless of how we dress, sound, or carry ourselves. Our masculinity does not erase our womanhood. Just because we don’t move how you think women should doesn’t give you the right to question, disrespect, or try to redefine us. We are not here to fit into your narrow version of femininity. We are not confused. We are not less than. We are not here for your approval. We are women — bold, masculine, and unapologetically whole. 🌈💕

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I used to think I was strong because I could carry everything. Now I know I was surviving. Carrying everyone else’s crisis. Plugging into chaos and calling it love.

But I’ve cut the cord.

No more trauma bonds disguised as loyalty.

My purpose deserves room. I’m not cleaning up the same messes for people who refuse to grow. I’m not here to manage dysfunction. I’m here to create. To rise. And to finally sit in the peace I fought so hard for. -Molesey Bridgette, The Queen Code

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I had to be real with myself. It wasn’t life holding me back. It was me. I kept choosing what was familiar over what was healthy. I said I wanted better, but I kept making the same decisions. I kept running from the discomfort that comes with real change. I wanted peace without sacrifice. Growth without leaving certain people behind. A new outcome without new habits. But life don’t work like that. You can’t heal in the same place that’s holding you back. You gotta choose different… even when it’s uncomfortable.

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Some of y’all don’t even realize your gift is the reason you feel so out of place.

You see through people too fast.

You feel stuff too heavy.

You sense things before they happen.

You’re not “too sensitive” or “too intense.”

You’re wired by Heaven for war.

God put something in you that this world can’t explain. That’s why it tries to label you or silence you. But what you carry is sacred. And what you carry is loud in the spirit even when you're quiet in the room.

Some of you have gifts that ain’t been activated yet because you keep watering yourself down to make others comfortable. Stop doing that. The Kingdom needs the uncut version of you. The healed version. The awakened version. The walking-in-boldness version.

You were born with fire in your chest for a reason.

Stop waiting for a stage.

Stop waiting for approval.

If God gave it to you, use it.

You don’t need to be understood. You need to be obedient.

Because your gift has weight, and when it hits the right atmosphere, hell trembles.

Spiritual gifts are not personality quirks. They are assignments straight from Heaven.

So ask God what’s in you. Then ask Him how to use it.

Because this world needs what you carry.

And don’t you dare apologize for it.

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