How Women Lose Their Power

Like a faucet that has a leak, drip by drip, overtime it amounts to a large accumulation. Unless you stayed in the room where the faucet was leaking, you weren't even aware that the dripping was a problem.

He was in the room where the faucet was leaking. That constant drip drop, began to irritate him. That's when he decided to fix it. Most men tune it out. Until they realize how precious the substance of the leak was in a drought.

That analogy of the faucet depicts the women and that precious substance that was leaking. The water depicts her power, strength,dignity, her essence etc. Water is a vitally important resource. Without it there can be no life.

Likewise of the women. Without their power, strength, and essence, there can be no life. If we as women know our worth, how come we are not aware of losing it? I believe, just like the faucet we give our self up in many small ways.

After it is all summed up, we find that we're depleted and no longer of any value. Whether you're married or single, women began to yield, give up, or lose our power to people.

Most often to the men we are in relationship with. Yes, to the men we love. Oftentimes, we don't realize it until it's too late. We see the signs in our relationship, when the men we love take us for granted. They stop their pursuit of us and begin to predict what our next move will be. It's as if they saying.that we are no longer "worthy" of all of the "special attention". They become complacent. We become devalued.

Listen to the drips: We became too available to our spouse. We answer his every call and became predictable which leads to his boredom. We put their needs before ours. We become needy and always looking for approval. We obsess about their life, forgetting that we had one before they came along. We defined ourselves by their actions toward us. If it was less than we expected, we develope low self esteem. We surrendered our dreams, hobbies, careers, and desires.

We mirrored them so much until we lost our own identity. We couldn't recognize our own face, because it no longer looked liked us. Our significant other became our world, we revolved around them. Although they changed on us like the seasons, we kept that same exterior.

When they became cold and distant, we didn't shield our self. We tolerated the extreme conditions as they were. When they became hot and bothered, we exerted ourselves to keep him cool. How can I make his day brighter? How can I make his nights cooler? In the fall, instead of leaves falling, it was our hair, confidence, and health. In the spring instead of flowers blooming, resentment sprang up. Sadness, confusion, and doubt had bloomed. Yet, we would continue to plant the same seeds of fear. The fear of losing our men. Yet we lost ourselves.

Somehow, along life's highway we saw a stop sign mentally and took it in our spirits. We stopped all of the things that we loved to do for ourselves.

They don't treat us the same. We aren't the same person they met at the beginning of the relationship. Put out a missing person report because that person hasn't been seen in a long time. It's almost as if she never existed. Who will cry for her? Who will miss her style? Her smile, her pride, her laughter? Her strength, vision, dreams, and desires? She has been silenced, no defense, no screams of no more pain. No more silent pleas of stop I do matter. Somebody drag the lake she might have drowned in that body of water that formed from that old leaky faucet.

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