By Dr. Elizabeth King, LCSW, CHt
There was a time when many of us were taught to begin our sentences with “I’m sorry.” Even when we did not say it out loud, it was in our subconscious.
Sorry for speaking up.
Sorry for leading.
Sorry for wanting more.
Somewhere along the way, women learned to soften their brilliance so others would feel comfortable.
Not anymore.
This is International Women’s Month, and I have something to say.
Make room. I’m staying.
Not because I need permission, but because I belong here.
Every boardroom.
Every classroom.
Every stage.
Every table where decisions are being made.
Sorry, not sorry.
For generations, women have carried families, communities, businesses, ministries, and movements. We have bent without breaking. We have rebuilt when life knocked us down. We have led quietly, powerfully, and consistently.
And yet, how often have we minimized our accomplishments? How often have we downplayed our expertise? How often have we apologized for our ambition?
As a psychotherapist and educator, I understand the cost of constant self-minimizing. When women repeatedly apologize for simply existing, it erodes confidence and fuels imposter syndrome. That is not humility. It is conditioning.
The shift from “Do I belong?” to “I earned this” is transformational. It changes your voice. It changes your posture. It changes lives.
That is why the work of the Suits, Stilettos & Lipstick Foundation matters so deeply to me.
Through the Heidi Dennis Scholarship and the LIFT Mentorship Program, we empower women to pursue education, leadership, and purpose with confidence. Through RISE, we build resilience in young people early. Through John and Elizabeth’s Toy Drive, we remind children that they are seen, valued, and worthy.
This is what “Sorry, not sorry” looks like in action.
It looks like a single mother going back to school and refusing to shrink her dreams.
It looks like a woman sitting in a board room and saying, “I have something to contribute.”
It looks like a leader who walks into a room and does not apologize for her experience, her wisdom, or her faith.
This month, I invite you to notice where you are still shrinking.
Where are you dimming your light?
Where are you over-explaining your worth?
Step forward. Take your seat. Lift another woman as you rise.
International Women’s Month is not just about celebration. It is about reclamation.
Reclaim your voice, your confidence, and your right to lead without apology.
And if anyone questions whether you belong in the room, smile with your brightest red lipstick and say,
Sorry. Not sorry.
Make room. I’m staying.
