Messy, but showing up!

Disability isn’t pretty.

Good thing beauty isn’t all that matters.

Part of my decolonizing journey is unlearning sexism and the internalized patriarchal gender roles imposed on me since birth.

As someone assigned female at birth, I was encouraged and praised when prioritizing my appearance and how I showed up in the world according to the expectations of others.

Now, I reject these toxic norms and am detoxing from this sociocultural conditioning. I’m facing my fears when showing up publicly in a messy way. I’m rewiring my brain and nervous system to value raw, powerful, vulnerable connection and self- expression over comfort and politeness.

I would anyways rather hear harshly truths than kind but empty words.

How are you practicing showing up messy and authentically in your life without self-judgment?

I’d love to hear from y’all!