“Melissa: You, my sister, are a goddamn cheetah,” Glennon Doyle wrote in a hand-written note accompanying her new book, Untamed. I stayed up late to finish it, then closed the cover and thought back.
The moment of clarity after five years of drugs; divine intervention providing a flash of hope—that I was meant for so much more than this.
Newly recovered, a steady job, a nice house, the good wife, having been told “this will keep you stable,” my soul already craving more than just stability.
Later, another marriage, impulsive and destructive, lying in the bed I had made, my gut screaming this was not, in fact, to be my life.
A third act, stepping out from behind the image, elated to shed the armor and pretense and weight of other people’s expectations, my whole body singing “we can do hard things.”
In a new relationship, the healthiest thing I had known, afraid to show him who I was; my heart reminding me I was, in fact, meant for this, exactly this.
Yes, sister Glennon, I am a goddamn cheetah. Thank you for reminding me. I love you. Now I have things to burn.
You, Dear Reader, are also a goddamn cheetah. Remind yourself. Feel it all. The world will not stop staring. I love you too. Go read this book. (LINK IN PROFILE)
[Image: Me, holding a copy of the new release by @glennondoyle, called Untamed, with a handwritten note she sent with the book. “You, my sister, are a goddamn cheetah, and I love you for it.” I might frame it. I devoured this book in one day, then began to read it again, more slowly. We are all in love with Abby.]
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Melissa: You, my sister, are a goddamn cheetah,” @glennondoyle sent
