Somewhere between “be polite” and “good girl,” we learned how to disappear.
To make ourselves smaller, quieter, easier to love.
To earn our place by being everything but who we truly are.
That’s where most of us lose her — the untamed self.
The woman we were before the conditioning, before motherhood, before the world told us who to be.
But here’s the thing: she’s still there. Beneath the layers of “should,” she’s waiting — wild, wise, and wholly yours.
The Weight We Carry
We were never meant to carry this much expectation.
To play every role — good daughter, patient mother, perfect partner — while slowly losing sight of our own reflection.
Conditioning is sneaky like that. It teaches us to follow rules that don’t even belong to us. To equate approval with safety. To confuse peace with people-pleasing.
And so we shrink. We silence the gut feelings. We play it safe.
Until one day, something cracks.
A whisper, a pull, a quiet ache that says: This isn’t all I am.
That whisper is the beginning of freedom.
Peeling Back the Layers
Becoming untamed isn’t a rebellion. It’s a remembering.
It’s not about burning your life down — it’s about coming home to yourself inside it.
It starts small: a pause before a “yes.”
A deep breath before apologising for something that didn’t need an apology.
A decision to stop abandoning yourself for the sake of being liked.
It’s messy work — this unlearning.
You’ll question who you are, what you want, and why you ever thought you had to earn your worth in the first place.
But every layer you shed brings you closer to the woman beneath the noise.
Returning to Your Truth
To become untamed is to remember what you’ve always known.
That your intuition is wiser than the noise.
That your desires are not selfish — they’re sacred.
That your softness and your fire can coexist.
This journey looks different for every woman.
Maybe it’s setting boundaries. Maybe it’s slowing down. Maybe it’s finally saying the thing you’ve swallowed for years.
Whatever form it takes — it’s all a homecoming.
You Were Never Meant to Be Tamed
You weren’t born to blend in. You weren’t made to be easy.
You were made to move, feel, create, roar, and rest.
To take up space in your own story.
Becoming untamed will ask for courage. It’ll ask you to stand in the discomfort of shedding everything that’s not you.
But on the other side? Freedom.
A life that feels like truth — not performance.
Your Turn
Ask yourself:
- Who was I before I started performing for love?
- What parts of me have I silenced to keep the peace?
- What’s one small, defiant act of truth I can take today?
Because your untamed self isn’t gone — she’s just waiting for permission to breathe again.
And the wildest thing?
You don’t even need to find her.
You just need to stop pretending she isn’t there.
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