Sandpaper

Just a gentle reminder:

My personal page is my space to process thoughts, share what I’m passionate about, and reflect… kind of like a journal with a revolving door. It’s not directed at any one person in particular, and it’s not meant to start debates or call someone specific out. Sometimes I just need to get things off my chest.
If something I post resonates, that’s great. If it doesn’t, that’s okay too. Either way, this space is for me. This is my space for my voice - where I am allowed to feel seen and heard, where maybe elsewhere I can’t be.
If you feel the need to clap back with a sassy or sarcastic comment because you’re personally offended by something I’ve said - please, save us all the drama and just scroll on by. No hard feelings. Life’s too short. I’m not here to make people feel comfortable by staying silent and only coloring within the lines of other people’s expectations. I’ve grown past that.
Sometimes I’m sandpaper - I say things that others are thinking, but are too afraid to say out loud. They don’t come across wrapped in a tidy bow. They’re raw and messy and maybe even a bit taboo, but they need to be said. I’m ok with that. If you’re not, please just move on.
P.S. When someone tries to shame, censor, or silence me - I just get louder. You’ve been warned. ❤️



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