I want to be a voice for shamelessness. I want to be a voice for authenticity. I want to be a voice for personal development. I want to be a voice for self-interrogation. I want to be a voice for self-centering (see the definition in my disclaimer) without becoming a voice for self-promotion. I mostly want to be a voice for myself. I don’t want to be a voice for the people in a representative sense. I want to live my life out loud. I want to speak to my own experiences and feelings and interpretations, however contradictory to popular narratives and outside typical frameworks they may be at any given time. If me talking about my shit publicly inspires one other person to interrogate their own shit and talk about it, then I think my voice has a purpose.
I want to be a creator of original content. Safe spaces. Trust. Understanding. Freedom. Comfort. Hope. Deep connection. Relationships. Smiles. Laughter. Orgasms. Pleasure, generally. Baked goods. Beautiful living spaces. Style.
I want to be invested in vulnerability. In getting to the heart of the matter. My own growth, and that of the people I love. My own health, and that of the people I love. Working through discomfort. Figuring shit out. Understanding. Resourcefulness. Being supportive. Making it work. Asking the questions. Finding the answers.
I want to be a representation of the things I value: openness, honesty, integrity, leaving people and places better than I found them. I want to be a representation of self-acceptance and a commitment to self-development. I want to be a representation of the fact that it is okay to talk about things that make people squirm.