I am unlearning what valuing myself—my own skin—means
I am unlearning the notion that others’ success equals less on my plate,
that I should compete with my sister for my father’s attention,
that “enough” is having better grades than my schoolmates.
I am unlearning what defines my worth
I am unlearning my beliefs about the financial world
because every penny I make can be a vessel to carry forward social change
and make a significant difference in this time and age
I am unlearning the lie that other women are my enemies, and that their successes devalue my future achievements
I am unlearning what being this person, this woman I am today means
I am unlearning the habit of asking permission for my existence and apologising for honest mistakes
I am unlearning what it takes to get rid of shame
I am unlearning definitions of my sexuality, my pleasure and this physical body of a goddess I was given.
I am unlearning the perception of every inch of this skin,
every persistent thick black hair, every mole and freckle from my left shoulder to my right ankle, and different-sized nipples.
I am reclaiming my own needs
it feels like falling in love