The Power of Pink

Your parents look down and know from birth you are a girl. This can mean many things. As our gender can change and mean different things as we get older. We are assigned as a girl, people automatically think pink. 

Pink clothing, pink dummy and a pink room. Not all the time but most of the time. It's a stereotype we fit in and carry with us. Then as we get older we start deciding what colors we like and stray away from everything that is to do with pink. Like seriously I mean anything but pink. It can make us feel ‘too girly’ or ‘stuck in our childlike ways.’

For myself this was very much the case. I didn't want to be associated with the colour pink as it made me feel weak and too feminine. And this is a problem. A big problem. Some may not like pink for their own reasons which is completely different. But my attitude towards a color and giving it so much power was a problem. Which I discovered in my early twenties. 

But actually it is a sign of healing, for myself. To embrace being womanly and being who I am. To fall in love with what makes me a woman. To be at peace and happy with the choices I make and celebrate trying to not fit into a mold. To not be embarrassed that I am a young lady. The love and compassion of being selective with how I want to be.

To some it is just a colour and nothing more. Simply pleasing to the eye. But to me it is more than that. It recognises who I am and where I am in my stages of life. To be healed is magical.