Permission to be Powerful

Permission to be Powerful

How I Took Back My Power

This is How I Stopped Playing Small and Found Strength

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Tony V.
Mar 01, 2025
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A realistic Black female superhero hovering 28 feet above the ground in a dimly lit motel parking lot at night. Viewed from the ground, she appears majestic and imposing, just beyond the reach of a normal human. Her eyes glow like lightning rods, crackling with energy. Powerful lightning arcs around her, illuminating the cracked asphalt below. A few parked cars and a flickering neon motel sign are in the background. Her cape billows slightly in the wind, and her stance exudes authority and control. The atmosphere is intense, with storm clouds looming in the distance but no rain. She wears a sleek white suit with no emblem or markings, and her flowing white hair adds to her ethereal, powerful presence.

Growing up, I was bombarded with the message that I was supposed to do what I was told…

Bow to authority.

From watching my mother stay in a relationship long past its expiration date.

From watching her complain endlessly about him without seemingly doing anything about it.

From living in a home with a tyrannical father. That oppressive energy left its ma…

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