Tag: Becoming her

• To the version of you that still sees the version of me I outgrew,

  I know who I’m becoming.

  I know who I am.

  I’m writing this because I want you to understand how I feel and why.

  I’ve spent years chasing peace, not perfection.

  Not what I want, but what I need to stay whole.

  And every time I fight for it,

  You find a way to undo it.

  To unravel the quilt, I stitched together with trembling hands.

  You keep reaching for the version of me

  that existed yesterday,

  or the day before.

  But she’s gone.

  She had to go

  so I could become this—

  this woman who knows her worth,

  Who knows her blessing is not a fluke,

  but a birthright.

  It breaks my heart

  that you’ll never meet her.

  Not really.

  Because you’re too busy holding onto ghosts

  while I’m here,

  living.

  I feel like you’ve blocked my blessings for years.

  And now that I’m close—so close—

  to stepping into something sacred,

  I still feel your resistance.

  I don’t know why.

  I don’t care to know.

  I want my blessing.

  And I want you to know

  that I’m claiming it anyway.

  By: Ms. Butterfly Genesis 

  September 8, 2025

  Becoming her, i’m becoming, reclaiming your peace, She had to so she did

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