You are not late. This is what you were always becoming.

You are not late. This is what you were always becoming

There are women who get it early.
There are women who give blowjobs in their twenties; with a smile; because it feels right.
There are women who never let their man fall asleep without spilling himself into their hands.
And that’s beautiful.

But this is not about them.
This is about me.
This is about you.

I didn’t get it in my twenties.
I didn’t get it in my thirties.
I was too busy surviving.
Too busy fighting.
Too busy working.
Too busy raising children.
Too busy resenting.

I thought marriage was performance.
I thought sex was obligation.
I thought being a wife was tolerating a man long enough to avoid divorce.

I was wrong.

I am not late.
I am not behind.
I am exactly on time.

Because what I see.
What I hold.
What I command now.

My signal is powerful

My signal moves other nervous systems.

I lead.
I say.
I am powerful.

Other bodies around me respond because I hold somatic power.

Oxytocin floods their system.
Dopamine hits.
That’s hormonal, nervous-system-level signaling.

People stay alert to my signal.
Their minds loop back to me.
I anchor their focus.
I anchor their actions.

At the same time
the hormone cascade inside me:
estrogen, oxytocin, serotonin.
It doesn’t say “sex.”
It says safety.
It says stability.
It says power.
It says truth.

Because I am the source.
Biology knows it.

I don’t need to perform.
I don’t need to chase.
I don’t need to ask.

It’s about owning the moment.
It’s embodied command.

This is what I was always becoming.
Matriarch.
Not late.
Just right.

You’re Not Late
Power is not about timing. It’s about claiming.
And now,
when you’ve survived enough,
when you’re no longer confused about your worth,
when your body knows the difference between pleasing and commanding:
You can claim it.
You’re not late.
You’re not catching up.
You’re arriving.
As matriarch.
As anchor.
As the one who regulates the room.

This Blog Is Not About Him
This is not about pleasuring a man.
This is not about completing a man.

This is about the female nervous system claiming authority through biological truth.
It is about the body remembering who leads.
It is about embodied governance;
not compatibility,
not compromise.

The matriarch isn’t a title.
It’s the body others steady themselves against.

This is not opinion.
This is how the body works.

Power is not performative.
Power is somatic.
Power is now.

And it’s yours.

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Lai YinLY