
I have always believed that honesty—about our struggles, our joys, our fears, our wins, and even our messiness—creates connection. When we share openly, we allow others to know that they are not alone. And in a world that can feel isolating, that matters more than we realize.
Recently, I’ve had three different people reach out to me about posts I’ve made—posts I had no idea had such an impact. They told me that something I shared inspired them, made them feel seen, helped them find their own strength, or simply reminded them that there are safe spaces in this world. They didn’t “like” the post. They didn’t comment. But they saw it. They felt it. And when they were ready, they reached out privately.
That’s the thing about sharing our truth: we never really know who needs to hear it.
Sometimes, we post something and feel like it disappears into the void, but I promise you—it doesn’t. People see, they absorb, and they carry those words with them. Maybe they’re not in a place where they can respond, but they’re listening. They’re processing. And when the moment comes, when they need that reminder that they’re not alone, they’ll remember…and they may reach out.
I share my story and my thoughts because I want people to know that this world still holds kindness, still holds love, still holds safe spaces. That it’s okay to struggle. That strength doesn’t always look like perfection. That we are all walking this crazy path together….and if you need to know someone is (or has been) sitting in the same shit, I am here.
So if you’ve ever hesitated to share something real—whether it’s a hard truth, a personal victory, or just a moment of vulnerability—remember that your voice might be the one that helps someone else find theirs. Keep being open. Keep showing up. You never know who you’re reaching. I know I will!
Peace,
#tutulady
#forwardisapace
