Imagine if every woman made her mantra: What can I create? Not “what is my duty?” Not “what looks good?” Not “what’s the quick fix?” But what truly builds, what moves us forward with whatever life brings our way.
We may be angry, but the question is, what do we do with that anger? We may not always get it right. But perfectionism, born from the need to control, has held us back for too long. It’s left too many voices silent, women afraid to act for fear of one wrong step, because every mistake feels like a debt we owe.
The question isn’t “how can I get it perfect?” It is “what can I create here?”
We tell ourselves we’ll act when we’ve healed, when we’ve processed our pain. But the truth is,
action itself is what heals.