Dear Young Lady, It’s Okay to Be Different

  Dear Young Lady,

These days, it’s almost like the world expects every girl to have a boyfriend. Being single is seen as weird. Being a virgin? Even weirder. Say you’ve never dated, and they look at you like you’re broken. You might even hear the laughter or see the side-eyes.

But don’t give in.
Don’t bend under that pressure.

Your body is sacred, and you deserve to treat it as such. You are not strange or backward for choosing to stay single. You’re not missing out. You’re simply choosing what works for you and there’s absolutely nothing wrong with that.

It’s okay not to have a boyfriend.
It’s okay not to follow the crowd.
It’s okay to set boundaries and stick to them.

You are not public property. You don’t have to give everyone access to your space, your heart, or your body. You get to choose who comes in and who stays out.

So the next time someone shames you for standing your ground, stand even taller. Let them know this is your choice. You’re not judging anyone, but you’re choosing what aligns with your values. They’re free to choose theirs, but so are you.

In a world that’s growing wild with unchastity, quick flings, and unhealthy relationships, if you choose to stay chaste, you’ll probably be dragged for it.

Choose you still.

You don’t owe anyone an explanation.
Your self-respect is not up for negotiation.
Your worth isn't defined by who you date, but by the strength it takes to stand in your truth when the world pushes you to conform.

Be proud.
Be strong.
Be you.


 ✍The Expression Voice                                                                                                                                

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