Life Talks With Bellachose: Boardrooms & Boundaries

Boardrooms & Boundaries

There was a time when I would shrink in rooms like this.

I’d smile more.
Speak less.
Soften my tone just to be heard — and still be ignored.

That version of me thought diplomacy meant diluting my presence. That if I could just make myself smaller, the room would make space for me.

It didn’t.

Not Today

Today, I set the tone.

I walk into the high-rise boardroom — glass doors, sleek table, sharp suits. Conversations pause just long enough to take me in. A few glances are curious, others calculating. One smile feels patronizing.

I nod. Calm. Unshaken.

This time, I’m not asking for a seat. I’m owning the one I’ve earned.

Presence Over Permission

Let them whisper, “Who does she think she is?”
I’ll answer with presence, not permission.

Because every boundary I draw isn’t me being cold — it’s me being clear.
I no longer owe softness to spaces that mistake silence for submission.

The Shift

When the meeting starts, I let the voices around me settle. I listen. I observe. And when I speak, it’s one precise comment — sharp, strategic, undeniable.

The room falls silent.
Not because they’re surprised I spoke… but because they heard me.

The Claim

I lean back in my chair, sip my water, and let the moment settle.

I earned this table.
Now I own it.

Moral: Power doesn’t always speak first. But when it does… the whole room listens.

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