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Soooo this is gonna be a thread. One y’all might not care to read but things I need to say.
I am a genuine person. I don’t fake my personality or put on a front necessarily. But I do choose to over inflate parts of who I am to hide what’s deeper down in fear that people won’t like it.
A prime example of this is my sexuality.
It’s been on display on twitter for a few reasons.
1) to attract attention
2) to try to please others
3) because in my mind, and from past experiences, it was more enticing than my heart/mind.
It’s been on display on twitter for a few reasons.
1) to attract attention
2) to try to please others
3) because in my mind, and from past experiences, it was more enticing than my heart/mind.
It’s a lot easier to take a photo and slap some caption on it than it is to talk about the things that keep me up at night.
And while I do both, I use my sexuality to divert attention away from the deeper parts of me because I feel it’s all people are really here for
And while I do both, I use my sexuality to divert attention away from the deeper parts of me because I feel it’s all people are really here for
“Give the people what they want”
And I’ve done this intentionally because what’s really important to me is publishing my memoir. And I figured that if all people cared about was my body, I would use it for exposure so that when I published I would have a larger audience
And I’ve done this intentionally because what’s really important to me is publishing my memoir. And I figured that if all people cared about was my body, I would use it for exposure so that when I published I would have a larger audience
And while we can file this under “marketing 101” or “entrepreneurship” it’s not something that makes me feel good.
In fact most days, even moments after posting a photo, I feel sick. I feel out of my own skin because I get replies and DM’s about my body, but not about my writing
In fact most days, even moments after posting a photo, I feel sick. I feel out of my own skin because I get replies and DM’s about my body, but not about my writing
I’m reduced to the images I post and while some of that is due to assholes on the internet, I have to take responsibility for my hand in it as well.
I have created an “image” and a “brand” and then wondered why more people weren’t willing to look past it.
I have created an “image” and a “brand” and then wondered why more people weren’t willing to look past it.
I have silenced the part of me that is most beautiful, to appease others—- my integrity.
If I died tomorrow, how would I be remembered?
The busty blonde who makes jokes on twitter?
Or the author who chose to conquer the fear of vulnerability?
If I died tomorrow, how would I be remembered?
The busty blonde who makes jokes on twitter?
Or the author who chose to conquer the fear of vulnerability?
I’d much rather be remembered as the latter.
And so I wanted to make this thread. To make it abundantly clear that if you are only here to see tits and ass, you might as well unfollow.
And so I wanted to make this thread. To make it abundantly clear that if you are only here to see tits and ass, you might as well unfollow.
Because I don’t know what I’m going to post in the future. But I know it’s going to be a lot more representative of my heart and mind and not my physicality.
No amount of publicity is worth my dignity and self respect.
I’d much rather have attention for the best parts of me than the parts that are a dime a dozen.
I’d much rather have attention for the best parts of me than the parts that are a dime a dozen.
If you’ve read all of this thank you, if not, then I’m just shouting into the void.
But it needed to be said.
Enjoy this wholesome photo
But it needed to be said.
Enjoy this wholesome photo
