‘I no longer sit at tables where I might be the topic when I get up. I used to think that’s just how women are.’: Woman reminds us ‘worth’ can’t be ‘determined or negotiated’ by others

“I NO LONGER SIT AT TABLES WHERE I MIGHT BE THE TOPIC WHEN I GET UP.
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Can I get an AAAAAMMMMEEENNNNN?!?!⠀
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I used to think that in order to belong I had to sit at that kinda table. ⠀

I used to think that this is ‘just how women are’.⠀

I used to think that I just didn’t belong, that I wasn’t enough.⠀

DUDE, let me drop another mic with a little Brene Brown talk…⠀

‘Our worth cannot be determined nor negotiated by other people.’⠀
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So, if you’re sitting at the table where the topic of conversation is someone else’s shortcomings, mistakes, imperfections,flaws, or lawd the he said/she said gossip…⠀

I assure you that when you leave your seat, you’re likely the next topic of conversation.⠀
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GIRL, GET A NEW TABLE. ⠀
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WITH BOLDNESS, I share this.
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FIND A NEW SEAT at a table of women who straight up ARSENIO HALL style root for their people to win. ⠀
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FIND A NEW SEAT at the table with all the other not-quites, and all the other never-get-it-rights.⠀
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FIND A NEW SEAT where confidence is served like cake, LAUGHTER is a side dish, and conversation that raises the bar is the main course… and there is absolutely no room left on the plate to speak ill of others. ⠀
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It’s true this kinda table may be rare, but I assure you, dang there is always an open chair.”⠀

This story was submitted to Love What Matters by Katy Ursta of Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania. You can follow her journey on Facebook and Instagram. Submit your own story here and be sure to subscribe to our free email newsletter for our best stories.

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