You are what you give !

I am a woman who never begged to belong.
I chose freedom !

The Question echoes : Can a woman be free and still belong in society ?

Because when a woman walks alone — untamed, unapologetic, and whole —
They don’t call her empowered.
They call her dangerous.
They whisper: She must belong to some man…
Because a woman can’t possibly belong to herself — not in their world.

And then, the applause, to celebrate the woman who stayed. Who bore. Who bent.
The mother of a 17-year-old — skin with a storm ;  her spirit shaped by sacrifice. The Queen who sacrificed her life playing the role of mother and wife.
The “ideal woman,” they say. Because she complied.

But the same society refused to even see me.
Worse — they just couldn’t stand me.

I am a single, unmarried woman — and I chose to fly.
I traveled across the world not to be seen, but to breathe.
I bought my own home with my own hands.
I built a life that belonged to me.

I lived — fully, fiercely, freely.

But the same society refused to even see me.
Worse — they couldn’t stand me.

Women are taught to seek belonging through pleasing others, being “the Other,” and  society rewards submissive femininity while punishing self-defined women.

I am freedom — not just now, not just today — but from the moment I was born,
but somewhere along the way, I found myself among a flock of ducks in March 2018,  who moved the same, spoke the same, and demanded I do the same.

They wanted me to sacrifice my womb for career and become more like them ( skin with a storm ) ; and less like me.

But I couldn’t. So they mocked me. They threw me out of the system.

 

I was unable to unchain myself ; 

I stayed trapped, not by them — but by my own longing to belong.

I wanted to be accepted by the very society that excluded me.

I’ve fought enough.
I’ve bled silently, endlessly, trying to earn a place at a table that was never meant for me.

But now I see. I’m not a duck. I never was. I dont need to belong. I am a Swan ! 

The longing to belong to a group  that never included me has come to an end !

I have returned to myself. To freedom.

I just want to walk into the sea, peeling off my clothes — not for spectacle, but for release.

Each layer falls like a label I never asked for: wife, mother.
Names they gave me before I ever named myself.

Let the water take what's not truly mine.
And help me return to who I was before the world told me who I should be.

By the way thats Mount Fuji from the banks of Pacific Ocean !

Iam freedom ! 

And so, you are always free — to stay or walk away, to love or to leave.
I give others the right to choose.  And in that giving, Iam unchained.

You are what you give !

Because what we give — is what we become.
And I?
I give freedom.

Freedom........
Like a Phoenix, I rose from the ashes of needing to belong,
from the ache of wanting to be included.
It’s okay if I don’t belong.
It’s okay if I walk alone.
Because I was never a duck.
I am not meant to waddle — I was born to soar.
Not in flocks, but in flames.
Not to fit in, but to rise — again and again — on wings I built myself.

I outgrew the cage of diversity, equity, belonging and inclusion !

DEI Enthu : You gave me the freedom to choose —
and now, I return it to you with the same weight, the same measure, the same quiet grace.

Iam not what i was given ;

Iam what i give !