The Voice in Your Head Isn’t Alone

I really, really appreciate women who just say whatever pops into their minds. The compliments, the criticisms, the “girl, I love your skirt,” and the “hey, that actually hurt my feelings” — all of it. Give me the full, unfiltered experience.

Because honestly? Those women wear their hearts on their sleeves. They’re out there, living boldly, emotionally, loudly—and not in an annoying way, but in a refreshing, “wow, you’re a real human being” kind of way.

Meanwhile, there’s always a crowd in the background whispering, “she should calm down,” “she talks too much,” or the classic “she needs to sit down somewhere.” And funny enough, those critiques usually come from people who are way too scared to put themselves out there in the first place. Projection is loud, too.

But I love the woman who’s free. The one who passes you in the hallway, doesn’t know you from a can of paint, and still says, “I love your outfit” or “I hope you have the best day.” Like?? Who raised you?? That’s elite behavior.

And she’s also the same woman who will look you in your face and say, “hey, that hurt me.” No games, no guessing, no emotional hide-and-seek. Just honesty.

Women like that are rare. And yeah, they tend to get hurt more—because when you live that openly, you don’t have much armor. But I swear, they also have the most beautiful hearts.Soft, brave, and a little bit chaotic. My favorite combination.