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[dulcettdreams]

I am fire —if you want something salty & sweet, with no opinion, I am not the woman for you. I spit flames, often.

-Janne Robinson

[brightorangerain]

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[sarah--adel]

I used to love being the heroine in my love stories.

I rescued men.

I went after the broken, the unavailable, the ones with their hearts duct taped in boxes andcovered in cement, with my cape flapping and my heart beating red in my chest.

The ones fresh out of relationships, the ones who needed to have their hearts opened up by the right woman.

I was always sure I was that woman.

I would be the one to break their fear of commitment.

I would open their hearts.

I'm a healer, an Empath, a giver, a supporter--I give a damn about this world and the people that I meet, hard.

I love and live with all of me and in doing so open people around me daily.

I no longer want to wear that cape.

I took it off.

I took it off after a few years ago a man looked me dead in the eye and said, "Janne, I'm not strong enough to love you."

I laughed at that and said, "I've got you babe. I'll carry my mountain and your mountain, if you're weak--I can carry us both."

Then I got pregnant and I needed to be held in return, I wound up alone as I processed an abortion.

I was not strong enough to hold my mountain and I wished he would have showed up to carry me.

The following year, a man and friend I loved dearly, stopped--he exited living and although I tried my darnedest to support him at different points in our friendship and during the romantic time we had spent with one another--I didn't save him.

Love can't save us.

We save ourselves.

No matter how strong a connection is--someone has to choose to show up and do the work.

I am strong but I am not strong enough to carry two mountains.

Yes, at times in partnership we will spend time being weakened by life and need support, care and we will lean on one another but I am not super woman.

I am not super woman. I am not super woman. I am not super woman.

I am a woman ready to love someone who can stand alone and stand beside me.

My cape is hanging on a nail, ready for the other days I must fight in this world--but it will not be worn in love anymore.

I retire from rescuing.

I do not have the heart of strength in my bones to do so anymore.

[herdarkmuse]

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[lovebuddha-tarot-blog]

This is for the women who don’t give a fuck. The women who are first to get naked, howl at the moon and jump into the sea. The women who drink too much whisky, stay up too late and have sex like they mean it. The women who know they aren’t sluts because they enjoy sex, but human beings with a healthy sexual appetite. The women who will ask you for what they need in bed. This is for the women who seek relentless joy; the ones who know how to laugh with their whole souls. The women who speak to strangers because they have no fear in their hearts. The ones who wear “night make up” in the morning or don’t own mascara. The women who know their worth, who plant their feet and roar in their brilliance. The women who aren’t afraid to tell a man to get the fuck out of her heart if he doesn’t honour her heart. This is for the women who rock combat boots with frilly skirts. The women who swear like truck drivers. The women who hold the people who harass or wrong them with fierce accountability. The women who flip gender norms and false limitations the bird and live to run successful companies giving “the man” a run for his name. The ones who don’t find their success a compliment just because they have a vagina. Women like Gloria Steinem who, when she was told, “We want a writer, not a woman. Go home,” kept writing anyway. This is for the women who drink coffee at midnight and wine in the morning, and dare you to question it. For the women who open doors for men and are confident enough to have doors opened for them. Who use “no” to be in service for themselves. Who don’t give a damn about pleasing the world, and do sweetly as they wish. For the superheroes—the single moms who work three jobs to make it. I salute your resilient, cape-flapping, ambitious selves. This is for the women who throw down what they love, and don’t waste time following society’s pressures to exist behind a white picket fence. The women who create wildly, unbalanced, ferociously and in a blur at times. The women who know how to be busy and know how to plant their feet in the earth and get grounded. These are the women I want around me. Words by: Janne Robinson #jannerobinson

[khadijashari]

#TalkthatTalkTuesday I am a woman of distinction Recklessly beautiful and untamed I am not afraid to tell you I am beautiful because I have done the work to be at home in my soul’s skin. I do not shrink to accommodate the insecurities of those around me, but stand tall to remind them gently, why crouch? I walk with my head held high when I walk into a room because I know there is space for me in this world — however I may come. I open fearlessly and sweetly and ferociously with all the might I can for what good is living if we are not loving? I am a woman of distinction, and I am not a victim of circumstance — I feel when things are out of alignment and I move from them with as much grace as I enter. I am worthy, darling — oh so deliciously worthy. Excerpts from "I am a woman of distinction" by #JanneRobinson | I read this and fell in love with it. My sentiments exactly. Celebrate yourself Queens. Know yourself, Know your Worth! ✨🌟💞 | 📸 by my brother @blaircaldwell 🙏🏿 #KhadijaShari

[ciao-stella]

I am not here to fix you

Over the years I have learnt this lesson time and time again, from both failed friendships and failed relationships. Support and growth has to come equally from both sides, or nothing will last. Janne Robinson expresses it perfectly in her poem: I am not here to entertain you I am not here to fix you I am not here to rescue, heal or revive you I am not here to be talked at I am not here to give you all my energy I am not here to make your story my own I am not here to just listen I am not here to make you whole I am not here to make you happy I am not here to make it all dissipate I am not here to distract you from the tedious and mundane I am not here to mask your sadness and feed your insecure heart I am not here to hold your hand I am not here to be a band aid I am not here to give you all of me I am here to love you strongly I am here to love you equally I am here to be an addition to the joy you already have I am here to rest in, but not collapse into I am here to support you, hear you, see you I am here to make love to you I am here to love you sweetly and gently and ferociously I am here to make stories with you I am here to challenge you I am here to grow beside you

[goldilocksdiditwrong-blog]

This Is For The Women Who Don't Give A Fuck Produced by RedFlag.org Assistant Producer Rasha Clark Cinematography by David B.Godin & Matt Miles Directed by Nicole Davis, David B. Godin & Janne Robinson Music by Kyrstyn Pixton Edited by John Marinis Poem by Janne Robinson