Be it in the form of self and/or spousal.
It petrifies them.
How dare they tell us that we are not worthy of the same love that they are?
How dare they tell us that we are not allowed to love ourselves how we want?
How dare we continue to allow them dictate to us what love is.
What is wrong, what is right.
How our hair should be. What colour our skin should be. How we should dress. How we should speak. How we should act
How we should BE.
Just do a little research,
you will soon realise that their hands are heavy laden with blood.
Even so, they are allowed to live how they want. Even so, they refuse to let us live how we want.
Are they qualified to tell you, me, us- how to live our lives?
I think not.
In no way, shape or form.
I deserve the highest quality of life on this planet and I am not asking for it.
I promise you.
𝐈 𝐚𝐦 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐭.