From Self-Abandonment to Personal Sovereignty

A Journey of Feminine Reclamation

Where to begin?… I guess this is as good a place as any:

There was a time when I lived as a shadow of myself.

I spent years forcing myself to be a "good" woman—you likely know the kind I mean. The one who shrinks herself to fit into spaces too small for her spirit. The one who gives her power away freely, piece by piece, until she can barely remember what…