I do my very best thinking when I am floating in my daily hot bath. There amongst the steam and suds, my notorious imagination is free to wander where it may. Today, it wandered here — a place where it seems to be landing quite frequently as of late. It’s true…I’ve got broads on the brain:
Some women are afraid to tell their truths, admit their regrets, or cop to their mistakes, because they fear that it will somehow make them appear weak — but, as I have learned in my own life, it is, in fact, exactly the opposite. When women tell their truths, not only do THEY become more powerful — they, in turn, empower the younger women around them…to not be afraid to make mistakes, to have regrets, to tell their own truths.
We MUST tell our truths. It is the only way back.
And more importantly, it is the only way FORWARD.
This is what I think about in the bathtub.