The Universal Momma

Aging is a privilege that not everyone gets. Don’t be afraid. Beauty is indeed in the eye of the beholder😉😘

Also, God don’t like ugly🤨 Mind your manners. Y’all don’t be rude, ffs

Overwhelmed by the generosity that poured forth after a few fearful trolls went on the attack of my rather unkempt appearance before Christmas. I’m a farmer now but really should do my hair and apply some lippy before I go on social media. Apologies for frightening a few of you. I would crawl under a rock but very keen to promote my new initiative @Farmthru_ where you can buy Delicious regen steaks, chooks, eggs, pork and lamb at a curb side hub in the Northern Beaches. Check it out and support farmers who balance both land, animal and your health. Wait until you taste the difference. Bulk buy prices. #paddocktoplate #thegoodfarmshop #littleyarranfarm

She’s not unstable. She’s fu***ng exhausted. 

We live in a time where the moment a woman speaks up for herself, sets a boundary, or refuses to accept disrespect, she’s quickly labeled crazy. Not emotional. Not hurt. Not disappointed. Just dismissed. Because acknowledging her pain would require accountability.

How dare she raise her voice after being ignored for too long. How dare she ask for consistency in a world built on mixed signals. How dare she question behavior that doesn’t sit right in her spirit. How dare she walk away from the bare minimum instead of being grateful for it.

The truth is, she isn’t crazy. She’s aware.

She’s aware of her worth. Aware of the patterns. Aware of how manipulation often hides behind jokes, excuses, and the phrase you’re overthinking. She notices the silence, the sudden shifts in energy, the half truths dressed up as honesty, the charm that covers disrespect. And instead of swallowing it to keep the peace, she chooses to speak. She chooses herself.

But a woman who refuses to be controlled is uncomfortable in this culture. A woman who expects respect is labeled too much. A woman who calls out mistreatment is accused of overreacting. And the quickest way to invalidate her experience is to give her a name that dismisses everything she’s been through.

What gets ignored is how long she stayed quiet. How patient she was. How many times she gave the benefit of the doubt. That frustration, that so called attitude, that silence or sharpness didn’t appear out of nowhere. It came after being unheard for too long.

She’s not unstable. She’s exhausted.

Exhausted from asking for basic communication. Exhausted from being gaslighted for having emotions. Exhausted from being made to feel difficult when all she ever wanted was honesty, effort, and respect.

It’s easier to label her than to admit she was hurt. Easier to call her names than to take responsibility. Easier to dismiss her than to truly listen.

But emotionally mature men understand this. When a woman stands up for herself, that isn’t her being crazy. That’s her healing. That’s her drawing a line. That’s her deciding she will no longer shrink herself to make someone else comfortable.

So no… she’s not crazy.

She’s simply done pretending that mistreatment is love.

✍️cttra
🎨credit to the artist via Pinterest