08/23/2026
Please don’t ask influencers or content creators to “be real” if you’re only going to scrutinize, judge, or ridicule them when they actually do.
In my last post, I admitted that I felt safe enough in my relationship to call my boyfriend a pus*y. And apparently, that was enough for some people to decide I was… well everything but who I am.
What I was trying to show was the messy, uncomfortable side of healing inside a healthy relationship, especially after experiencing gut wrenching pain inside of relationships that weren’t.
Healing isn’t always pretty.
Sometimes the person who finally makes you feel safe is the person who gives you permission to uncover pain you buried so deeply, you forgot it was there. And sometimes that healing comes with reactions, flaws, triggers, and parts of yourself you’re not particularly proud of.
I’m willing to admit mine.
I have shown the internet my scars, atleast the ones on my face that are easy for everyone to see and I’ve found beauty in myself despite them. However, the ones on my heart have been hidden for years, I haven’t found the beauty in them yet.
Now… I do recognize that I played a part in creating the expectation that my life would always come wrapped in a pretty bow. For years, I only posted the beautiful parts. The polished parts. The parts that were easy to like. I felt like to make it online you had to be like the rest of them… flawless. Year after year I learned to hide more and more because life had become less and less easy, less and less perfect until I felt unworthy to show up at all.
So this past year, I’ve made it my mission to show up as the rawest, most honest version of myself because I realize showing up is more important than showing up perfect if I’m ever going to do what God has called me to do.
You might not agree with everything I say. You might not like everything I do. You might even cringe at some of it.
And that’s okay.
But one thing I can promise you…
You’ll never have to wonder if you’re getting the real me because I’d rather be authentically imperfect than perfectly fake.
