My body is female, but I am neither male nor female.
I’m fully aware of this and so I don’t get lost in taking this temporary role as a woman personal.
In this way, I’m never bothered by people’s expectations about how a woman, wife or mother ought to be. I’m just free to live exactly as I am.
I am willing to give up relationships again and again. I must be true only to the spirit that gives life to myself, lest I find myself trying to be what other people expect me to be instead.
I don’t need my man to be interested in everything that inspires me. Just like I don’t expect myself to be interested in everything that inspires him.
If he’s not interested in hearing about a certain subject or topic, I don’t need to try and change his perception. There’s quite enough to talk about that inspires the both of us.