born with a war cry on her lips - Nikita Gill

There are no asterisks here. Your feelings are completely valid, you are under no obligation to pardon me, I have yet to earn it for putting you through fear. What I am trying to say is, I know now that becoming kind is worth every single exhausting effort and sometimes it takes a thousand years. Today, I apologised to someone I owe an ocean full of amends to.

And in all the stories my daughter shall hear,
it will not be princes that slay the dragons,
but little girls that believe in magic
with big, brave hearts and even bigger dreams.

She will learn to rely on her own sword
in every battle, in every struggle, in every war
because she will learn how to devour
every single monster from their very core.

I hope you summon your courage and you invite your demons to tea, and you learn to listen to all their stories.