This is for the sisters who are tired.
Tonight,
This isn't about a perfect life.
It's for the sisters who are tired.
Not just a long day tired.
Not just a bad week tired.
That deep tired.
The kind that settles in your bones.
The kind that comes from years of trying to figure life out.
Years of being told what success should look like.
How love should look.
How strength should look.
And somehow,
No matter how hard you tried,
It always felt just a little out of reach.
You worked so hard.
You showed up.
You adjusted.
You adapted.
You adapted.
You survived most things people would never be able to understand.
Battles you never posted about.
Losses you never fully spoke about.
Moments where you held yourself together because nobody else was going to.
And you did it.
But survival,
Sister,
Is heavy.
Living in constant alert.
Constant preparation.
Constant what's next.
Managing other people's feelings.
Holding space.
Being patient.
Sitting quietly in corners.
While waited to be chosen.
Waited to be seen.
Waited to be appreciated.
The kind of waiting that is exhausting.
And somewhere along the way,
You started feeling like you were working for a degree in resilience.
Without ever receiving that diploma.
Just test after test.
Lesson after lesson.
No graduation ceremony.
Just more life.
So tonight,
Sister,
The story is simple.
There is a woman and she is tired.
She is not weak.
She is not failing.
She's not even behind.
Just tired.
She's just tired of bracing.
Tired of proving.
Tired of pretending she isn't affected.
So tonight,
She doesn't fix anything.
She doesn't strategize her future.
She doesn't analyze her past.
She doesn't try to be positive.
She just lets herself be tired.
She lets the bed hold her.
She lets the room be quiet.
She lets her body drop the armor.
Because here's something she's learning.
Rest is not giving up.
Rest is refusing to fight a battle that isn't happening right now.
Right now,
There's no argument.
There's no crisis.
There's no performance review.
There's no relationship tension.
Right now,
In this very moment,
There is just the moment of rest.
And she's allowed to exhale.
Let your shoulders lower.
Let your jaw soften.
Let your stomach unclench.
Inhale slowly.
Exhale even slower.
You don't have to earn rest.
You don't have to deserve it.
You don't have to prove it.
You've struggled enough.
You're tired.
And that is just the reason enough.
And tomorrow,
Life will still be there.
The responsibilities,
The goals,
The questions.
But tonight,
You are not solving your life.
You're loving yourself.
Tonight,
You are simply allowing yourself to not be in survival mode.
Even if it's just for a few moments.
Even if it feels unfamiliar.
Even if your body doesn't know how to relax right away.
Stay here.
Breathe again,
Slowly.
Sister,
You are not behind.
You are not broken.
You are not missing some secrets.
You just had to be strong for a very long time.
And strong women are allowed and need.
So close your eyes right now.
Let the day end and let the noise fade.
For these next few minutes,
You don't have to carry anything.
You are safe.
Safe enough to sleep.
Goodnight,
Sister.
