This Is the Year I Stopped Waiting to Feel Alive.

Week 5 — Dark Feminine Energy

A person in fishnet stockings and bondage gear kneels on a tufted ottoman in a dimly lit room with candles and a mirror.

Birthdays Hit Different Now

When I was younger, birthdays felt exciting.
Something to count up toward.

Now they feel… revealing.

They shine a light on what you’ve been postponing.
What you’ve been tolerating.
What you keep telling yourself you’ll get to “someday.”

And this year, I couldn’t ignore the feeling anymore.

Not sadness.
Not regret.

Just a quiet knowing:

I don’t want to keep waiting to feel alive.

Somewhere Along the Way, I Learned How to Be Needed

Like a lot of women, I learned how to be everything for everyone.

Reliable.
Strong.
Capable.
The one who holds it all together.

And for a long time, that felt like purpose.

Until it started to feel like I was disappearing inside my own life.

Not in a dramatic way.
In a subtle one.

The kind where you’re doing all the “right” things…
but something inside you feels muted.

Dark Feminine Energy Isn’t Loud. It’s Honest.

I used to think dark feminine energy was something you stepped into.

Something bold.
Something performative.
Something you became.

Now I know it’s something you stop suppressing.

It’s the moment you admit:

  • I want more depth

  • I miss feeling desirable

  • I crave connection that isn’t surface level

  • I don’t want to keep shrinking my wants to stay comfortable

Dark feminine energy is truth without apology.

The Moment I Realized She Was Still Here

This birthday didn’t come with fireworks.

It came with a question I couldn’t unask:

What if the version of me I miss… never left?

What if she was just waiting for me to stop being busy enough to hear her?

Waiting for me to stop explaining myself.
Waiting for me to stop prioritizing everyone else’s comfort.
Waiting for me to choose myself without guilt.

That realization changed everything.

This Isn’t About Reinventing Yourself

I’m not trying to become someone new this year.

I’m not chasing a glow up.
I’m not chasing a version of myself from ten years ago.

I’m reclaiming the woman I muted to survive.

The one who:

  • Trusts her instincts

  • Feels at home in her body

  • Wants pleasure without justification

  • Refuses to apologize for wanting to feel alive

That’s dark feminine energy.

And she doesn’t need permission.

If This Birthday Is Stirring Something in You Too

If you’re reading this and feeling that familiar ache…

That sense that time is moving faster than your joy…
That craving for depth, desire, and presence…

You’re not behind.
You’re not broken.
You’re not selfish.

You’re waking up.

And maybe 2026 isn’t about becoming better.

Maybe it’s about becoming honest.

I don’t know exactly what this year will bring.

But I do know this:

I’m done waiting for the “right time” to feel alive in my own skin.

And if you’re feeling that too…
I see you.

Or if you’re ready to experience this energy in a way that changes how you see yourself forever…

🔥 Book a boudoir session
Not to become someone new.
But to remember who you already are.