womanhood, I have learned that I am perfect in my own imperfect way.I am not a superhuman; I am just a human. My mind, body, and soul are not made of steel, nor am I always picture perfect.
Ultimately, I know that I am flawed, but I choose to be perfect in my own imperfections. I am a woman who has stumbled, fallen, laid down, closed my eyes, sighed, rolled over, then gotten up and continued with my life because I had to and because I wanted to.I am Woman, I am pain, I am hurt, I am anger, I am sadness, I am forgiveness, I am love, I am compassion, I am strength, I am bravery, I am determination, I am beauty, and I am enough.Sign up for the Thought Catalog Weekly and get the best stories from the week to your inbox every Friday.You may.
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