Warning: some adult language ahead.
I feel like fucking superwoman today.
After four cups of coffee and dancing to Daddy Yankee, I feel hot.
I’m still soaking wet after a long hot shower.
I watch myself in the mirror, as I run my hand alongside my naked torso.
The pounds I gained so easily being shed slowly and healthily.
I feel strong.
The one that carried my three children full-term and wept for the unborn.
My stretch marks, my tits, and my curvy hips look unbelievably flattering to me.
I trace my hand up and along my neckline.
Where he used to plant kisses.
I smile in honor of him, and in his memory, for that is mine to keep.
I touch a finger to my thin lined lips.
I smile deep.
And I dance again.
Letting the beat of the music carry me around, and around until I feel dizzy.
Lightheaded now, I fall to the floor.
Smitten with myself,
And pleased that I’ve never given you this piece of me.
Thrilled that this too, is mine only.
I was yours for a little while.
I was borrowed.
But I belong to the woman in the mirror who feels super.
A super woman.
That’s who I am.
Slowly I begin to dress myself.
I let my mind remain in this moment.
In this radiant moment of time,
So breathtakingly fabulous.
You are no longer mine,
And yet I’m brighter,
I light up my life.
And I feel like fucking superwoman.
Thank you, for in your subtle contentious absence,
I’ve found joy once again;
In being alone.
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Apprentice Editor: Yaisa Nio / Editor: Travis May