Enough….

I should be feeling proud,
But there is something inside I feel I cannot say out loud.

I’m afraid I’ve bitten off more than I can chew
And that I am losing sight of the person I once knew.

To the outside world, people think I have made it,
But it’s just a façade.

People don’t see that behind the success,
That I’m just another woman trying to process my life

And my mess

I’m trying to take a step back to rein myself in,
But I don’t know where to begin.

The last few days, I’ve felt under the weather,
And I’ve been struggling to get my shit together

People assume that I am strong,
But they are wrong.

I am mentally and physically exhausted
But I keep trying to soldier on

Because that’s what we women do,
But some days it’s hard to explain to those who don’t have a fucking clue.

I know that I will be ok, I always am
But sometimes we have to step back and say

Enough….

It’s time to lean on my tribe,
Where my vulnerabilities cannot hide.

Where I can cry without shame,
Without feeling the need to explain.

Where silence is sacred, and words are kind,
And I’m not judged for the chaos in my mind.

I’m learning that strength isn’t just grit and grind,
It’s also knowing when to pause and unwind.

It’s honouring the cracks, the tears, the strain,
And learning to sit with my sorrow, to name the pain.

But no need to worry, I’m not broken
I’m just bent by the weight and trying to find peace before it’s too late.

So, for now, I’m gonna let myself breathe,
Take plenty of rest and let myself feel,

And trust that time will help me heal.

And then maybe, just maybe,
In this quiet retreat, I’ll rediscover the rhythm of my heartbeat.

So, get ready

Because when I rise,
I’ll rise with fire in my belly and truth in my eyes.

I’ll walk with purpose, not perfection,
With scars that speak louder than any reflection.

I’ll own my story, the messy, the raw, the real,
And I’ll wear my healing like armour made of pure Sheffield steel.

Love Fordy

#UnapologeticWriter