This is a fuck it post for the women who leave.

This is a fuck it post for all the women who have chosen emancipation, as fucking HARD as it is, over the life proscribed for us by the patriarchy.

This is a fuck it post for the women who have chosen their hearts and who have subsequently borne the condemnation of a society because choosing their hearts means they are selfish Delilahs.

This is a fuck it post for the women who have faced the criticism of the women who confuse martyrdom with a life of meaning.

This is a fuck it post for the women who know that the greatest disservice they can do their children is to stay in a marriage that turns their souls brittle.

This is a fuck it post for the women who have found the courage to dig in their heels and say, “NO, NO MORE. I will not live my life in service to your ego. I will not take what you what you want to give me because it no longer serves me, and if it no longer serves me, then it can no longer serve us.”

This is a fuck it post for the women who know that there is more to life than the deadness of the routine, that having children does not have to mean never feeling the pleasure of womanhood ever again.

This is a fuck it post for the women who remember that there is something greater than this.

This is a fuck it post for the women who want integration in their lives, who want to feel the throb of their sensuality in everything they do, who remember what it feels like to be connected with the thrum of Mother Earth.

This is a fuck it post for the motherless women who have chosen to mother themselves.

This is a fuck it post for the women who will no longer accept to mother the men who refuse to grow up.

This is a fuck it post for the women who refuse to level down.

This is fuck it post for the women who refuse to stay simply because someone thinks what they have is what is better than what others have.

This is a fuck it post for the women who are exhausted by the “nice” guys who refuse to show up.

This is a fuck it post for the women who are exhausted by the men whose fear of change sucks the light out of the room.

This is a fuck it post for the women who get what it means to be present, and know that if they are to be present for their children, they must first take the space required to be present for themselves.

This is a fuck post for the women who understand that endings are not failures.

This is a fuck it post for the women who prefer to be the authors of their own stories.

This is a fuck it post for women who know that numbers mean nothing without heart.

This is a fuck it post for the women who know that they can never truly be alone.

This is a fuck it post for the women who reject the notion that a couple is better than a single, despite the common belief that one holds no value.

This is a fuck it post for the women who leave.