I’m over living for the internet.

I’m tired.
Tired of trying to live up to every expectation I see online.
Tired of measuring my worth based on how “put together” I look.
Tired of chasing a version of perfection that doesn’t even feel real.

At some point, I had to stop and ask myself:
Who am I trying to impress? And at what cost?

Because constantly trying to be the most flawless version of myself—physically, emotionally, aesthetically, is exhausting.
And no matter how much effort I put in, it never actually feels like enough or like me.

I’ve realized that this need to be “perfect and appealing” to the male gaze all the time. It’s not really worth it. Why would you want to look like everyone else?

It’s been subconsciously forced to us through filtered highlight reels, impossible beauty trends, and the subtle (or not-so-subtle) messaging that we are:
Not polished enough.
Not thin enough.
Not cool enough.
Not enough.

But what if we just let that go?

What if instead of chasing perfection, we started chasing peace?
Confidence that comes from within.
The kind that isn’t dependent on validation, likes, or approval.

I want to wake up and not immediately feel like I’m behind.
I want to feel good in my own life, not just in curated, post-able moments.
And most of all, I want to stop waiting to be some perfect version of myself before I start living fully.

You can still take care of yourself.
You can still want to grow and glow and become your best self.
But you don’t have to hate yourself along the way.
And you don’t have to become someone you’re not just to feel worthy.

So no, I’m not chasing “perfect” anymore.
I’m choosing to be real.
Messy.
Honest.
And enough as I am.

Because once you stop performing for the world and start showing up for yourself, everything changes.