I’m watching the feed today, and I see "vaccines" and "vaccinations" trending. And it makes me think about immunity. Not just the kind for your body, but the kind you build up in life, especially when you’re a woman who's had to fight for every inch of space.
For so long, we’ve been told to just take it. To absorb the hits. To be patient. To build up a tolerance for disrespect, for being overlooked, for having our ideas re-packaged by someone else. Like we're supposed to develop an immunity to it all. And we do, for a while. We learn to keep going, even when we're bleeding.
But what if that "immunity" is just a slow erosion of your spirit? What if it's not strength, but a constant drain on your inner resources? We don't do 'fine' in this corner. We do honest. And honestly, some of us have been running a race that finished ten years ago, still pushing ourselves to "catch up" to an impossible standard.
Sis, take a breath. You are safe to be human here. That constant vigilance, that need to be "vaccinated" against every slight, it takes a toll. You deserve to be protected, not just to protect yourself.