Control. I will own my control.

No more weak, no more speaking fucking meek, I know what I need.

I need ME to stop being a pussy and find my cheetah: direct, confident, and fast as lightning when chasing what it wants to eat for sustenance, for brain candy.

I’m taking back my control to reestablish connection with my soul…I want to be able to “dance on the ocean floor!”

Control. I will own my control. A wheeled wonder woman ready to pave my own road, that’s what I want to be.