We have been sold a lie that women can't get along. That we compete. That we betray. That sisterhood is a fairy tale.
It's not. It's a discipline.
Real sisterhood is choosing to celebrate a woman whose glow-up makes your ego uncomfortable. It's telling your friend the truth even when the lie would be easier. It's sitting with her in the season she's not "posting" about. It's refusing to weaponize her softness the moment she disappoints you.
The women who are truly yours will not compete with you — they will confirm you. You will notice: they mirror you back to yourself. They cheer for the same version of you that scares smaller people. They ask hard questions with love. They stay through the unglamorous middle of your becoming.
If you can count those women on one hand, you are wealthier than most. Protect them. Text them. Show up on time. Return the energy. Sisterhood is not a feeling — it's a practice.
And if you don't have that circle yet, don't panic. Become that kind of woman first. God sends what you already are.