There was a time when I believed I was the problem. I carried the weight of uncertainty on my shoulders, questioning everything—my actions, my words, my very presence in the lives of others. I was so hard on myself, replaying moments in my mind, searching for the mistakes I thought I had made. The doubt crept in, making me question my worth, my friendships, and even my place in sisterhood.
It was in the midst of this heaviness that my diva sister stepped in. She saw me, truly saw me, even in my struggle she saw me. With unwavering love she adjusted my crown, and said something that changed everything: “Girl, You are not a friend of the friendless. You are a good friend indeed. Now rock your crown as the woman you have become and to the woman you are becoming.”
Her words didn’t just touch me—they FREED me. In that moment, the weight of my crown lifted. What once felt unbearable now felt purposeful. I realized that I had been wearing my crown all along, but I had forgotten how to carry it with style and grace. Her reminder helped me see that my worth wasn’t tied to the doubts in my mind or the uncertainties I had about others—it was rooted in the love I carried for myself and the people around me.
For so long, I allowed questions about friendships and relationships to overshadow my truth. I thought being a friend meant always giving, always doing, always showing up—even at the expense of my own peace. But what my diva sister reminded me of that day was the beauty of reciprocity. Friendship isn’t about giving endlessly while feeling unseen; it’s about mutual love, care, and understanding. It’s about pouring into each other’s cups, not just emptying your own.
Sometimes, even the strongest among us—the ones who fix crowns and remind others of their power—need someone to do the same for us. We need the love and affirmation we so freely give. We need the reminder that it’s okay to need help, to feel doubt, and to rest in the arms of a sisterhood that holds space for us too.
From that day forward, I stopped doubting my worth in friendships/relationships. I stopped letting the uncertainties of others define me realizing that their shit was not mines to carry in the first place. I learned to stand tall, to love myself as deeply as I love others, and to own my journey as the woman I am becoming. My crown hasn’t felt heavy since—not because life is perfect, but because I now know it's ok to carry it with grace.
If you’ve ever felt like the friendless friend, let me remind you of this: you are seen, you are loved, and you are worthy. The care and love you give to others is beautiful, but you deserve that same care in return. Don’t let the doubts steal your light. Adjust your crown, stand tall, and remember that you are a good friend/person indeed.
To my diva sister who reminded me of this truth—thank you. Your words gave me strength when I needed it most, and your kindness has left a permanent mark on my heart. Because of you, I’m rocking my crown with pride, not just for who I am today, but for the woman I am still becoming. If you ever wonder why a SISTAH keeps trucking it is because of beautiful souls like you!
And to anyone reading this, remember: your crown is your own. Wear it boldly, wear it proudly, and never forget—you are enough, just as you are. ❤️ #shekepttrucking #inspiration #crownadjustment
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