
If I had a tagline, it would be: “Seen wrongly, but always real.” That line holds so much of my experience and how I navigate the world. I’ve often felt misunderstood or misjudged—like people see only fragments of who I am or mistake my silence for weakness. But being seen wrongly doesn’t mean I’m anything less than genuine. It means I’m living on my own wavelength, true to myself even when others can’t fully grasp it.
I’ve learned that trying to change for others or explain myself endlessly only drains my energy. Instead, I find strength in accepting that not everyone will understand me—and that’s okay. What matters most is that I remain honest with myself. This pure, complicated soul inside me might be hard for some to see clearly, but I owe it to myself to honor it every day.
This acceptance brings balance to my mind. I no longer react impulsively when misunderstood. I cultivate patience—not just for others, but especially for myself. In this space, I find peace. I’m no longer defined by others’ misinterpretations, but by my own truth. And that truth is powerful.
Living authentically isn’t always easy. Sometimes it feels lonely. But I’ve discovered that loneliness is the price of being real in a world full of masks. I trust my inner compass more now than ever, and that trust steadies me amid life’s chaos. Even when I feel unseen, I know I am whole. I am enough.
So if someone asked me what my tagline would be, this is it: Seen wrongly, but always real. It’s a reminder that being misunderstood isn’t a flaw—it’s proof I’m living honestly, on my own terms.