When Your Soul’s Backstage Rolling Its Eyes

You say you prefer to be real.
To stop filtering your truth.
To live in alignment.

But somehow, you keep touching up your authenticity
like you’re using a photo app filter for your entire life.

And people start commenting on how all the straight lines in the room
are mysteriously warped around the area of your sveltely appearing waist and butt.

Look, here’s the thing:

Authenticity isn’t an aesthetic.
It’s not “Hashtag: BeingSoReal” in the caption you wrote on your last 27 selfie posts.

It’s when you stop giving TED Talks in group texts.
It’s when your tone of voice matches your gut.
It’s when the performance you’re putting on the outside
doesn’t feel like you’re filming a hostage video on the inside.

Authenticity is the you that shows up when you’re not trying to be liked.
Or even care if you are.

And yeah, sometimes that version is weird, blunt, weepy, bitchy, inconsistent, or awkward as hell.

Let it be.

That’s the frequency of authenticity.
And when you start resonating from that place?

You’ll watch your frequency rise.
Less weird. More appreciated.
Less bitchy. More embraced.
With more consistency and more confidence.