My young daughters ask me, “Sexy IS inappropriate, right, Mom?”I freeze. This argument sounds very much like the civil war that has raged in my mind for the last two decades. Is sexy inappropriate? Is sexy wrong? Is sex wrong? My girls stare at me, waiting for the verdict. Delivering it feels above my pay grade. This moment feels heavy with meaning—as if my response might determine the kind of women these girls become. How can I possibly be the right person for moments like these? What is the right answer here?I look down at my girls’ expectant faces and I remember that there is no right answer. There are only stories to tell. Every day the world will tell my girls its story about sexiness and what it means to be a woman. My girls need to hear my story. Not so my story will become theirs, but so they’ll understand that they are free to write their own stories. They need to know that much of what the world presents to them is not truth, it’s poison. And my girls will only be able to detect lies if they know what truth sounds like. I take a deep breath and tell myself to relax. This is just the beginning of a lifelong conversation the three of us will have about womanhood. // Excerpt from our #1 New York Times bestseller, and Oprah’s Book Club pick, LOVE WARRIOR, now out in paperback.// #LoveWarrior | Glennon Doyle