02/20/2026
If the picture alone gets you, stay with the words to the end. Definitely worth the read.
She knows exactly who she is and always has.
And she has never been afraid to walk alone, eat alone..do it all.
With no one by her side.
She did what she had to do and kept doing it.
It's called survival.
Sure, there were nights that brought her to her knees..
the kind that strip you bare, test your faith, that leave you staring into the darkness feeling utterly alone.
Those were the nights that forged her and built her rock of strength.
The breaking became the building.
The fire became the refinement.
The setbacks turned into her comeback.
No one stood with her.
No one held her hand.
No one picked her up when she was down..
So she crawled her way out of all the rock bottoms and found her tunnel through the tempests of life.
She has fought more battles in silence than most will ever know.
And when you’ve survived your own storms without rescue, you stop fearing the thunder and rain just makes you dance sometimes.
She does not flinch at the hard stuff anymore.
She does not ask for a more comfortable life, that was never an option.
She never really had the luxury of choosing softness over strength.
Her path was carved through resistance.
Her spirit tempered in flame.
She didn't burn in the fires of life, she became them.
She does not complain about hardship ..
No, she uses it to form to make her armor.
She is the warrior who rises, again and again, from ashes that were meant to destroy her.
An untamed Phoenix.
A soul that does not speak of quitting, doesn't understand how to fail.
And she does not bow.
Not to pressure.
Not to intimidation.
And certainly not to a man or anyone who would try to change her, bend her or make her into something she isn't.
She's too strong for that.
Many admired her fire.
Few were prepared for its heat.
Most turned away, almost intimidated.
They loved the spark ..
until they realized it wasn't for show..
She will not shrink to soothe fragile egos.
She will not soften her truth for anyone else's comfort..
She will not trade her strength for temporary affection.
Those who seek her heart are met with standards, not submission.
Class.
Respect.
Honor.
Integrity.
She gives deeply..and expects the same in return.
And when someone attempts to tame what was never meant to be caged… they learn quickly: she is not here to be defined or controlled.
She is not here to make herself smaller so someone else can feel bigger.
Many in the past tried..none succeeded.
Because she is more than just a woman.
She is fierce mixed with feminine energy.
Passion tempered by empathy.
Strength with self-awareness.
She knows exactly what she brings to the table.
And if necessary,
like so often in the past,
she will eat alone.
|ravenwolf
