Dear Woman—You Are Allowed

Dear woman You are allowed To miss him For as long as your heart Sees fit

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Dear woman
You are allowed
To miss him
For as long as your heart
Sees fit

You are allowed
To feel uncomfortable
In your own skin

You are allowed
To feel whatever emotions
Arise

You are allowed
To not know
To make mistakes
To learn the hard way

You are allowed
To not be okay
To stay in bed
And shut off your phone
For an entire day
If that’s what your soul craves

You are allowed
To give yourself permission
To do nothing
To eat too many cookies
To binge watch Netflix
From time to time

You are allowed
To ask for help
To surrender
To heal

You are allowed
To own your voice
And to speak up
Even if your voice shakes

You are allowed
To stop punishing yourself
To forgive yourself and others
To be your own best friend
And biggest fan

You are allowed
To set yourself free
To let go
Of toxic relationships
Of expired, negative beliefs
And past hurts
That hold you back

Dear woman
You are allowed
To define for yourself
What it means
To be a woman
To be a mother
To be a friend
To be a partner
You get to decide for yourself
What it means
To be a decent human being
On the face of the earth

You are allowed
To choose for yourself
Who you consider
Family

You are allowed
To choose
Who you surround yourself with
And how you show up
For the people in your life

You are allowed
To define for yourself
What it means
To be fearless
To have faith
And belief in a power
Greater than yourself

Dear woman
You are allowed
To love yourself
Even the parts
You used to consider broken

You are allowed
To feel beautiful
Sexy
And worthy
You are allowed
To be intelligent
Ambitious
And witty

You are allowed
To turn yourself on
To enjoy sex
To say yes
And to say no

You are allowed
To wear
Whatever the hell
You damn see fit

You are allowed
To decide for yourself
What your heart desires
Whether you want to be a mother
Or a wife
You get to decide for yourself
How you fill the days
We call life

You are allowed
To share your world with another
And still be whole on your own

You are allowed
To be all of the woman that you are Thought Catalog Logo Mark


About the author

Gara Steinfeld

A seeker serving seekers, human, therapist, writer, warrior