You don’t owe anyone consistency. You’re allowed to evolve, to contradict yourself, and to outgrow past versions of you that no longer feel honest. Reinvention isn’t a betrayal—it’s a reclamation. This piece is for anyone who’s ever felt trapped by who they used to be.

I wasn’t healed—I was productive. I wasn’t happy—I was useful. For years, I tied my worth to how impressive I could be. But behind every achievement was a scared, high-functioning girl performing perfection just to feel safe. This is the story of how I mistook survival for success—and what happened when the performance stopped.

Last night I had a dream that I drowned. I wasn’t afraid. I just looked around, realized how far I was from shore, and let go. That’s what depression feels like. It’s not always about wanting to die—it’s about not seeing any other way to survive.

A villain era isn’t about turning cold—it’s about turning inward.

It’s the moment you stop shrinking to survive and start rising to live. In this piece, I share how I entered mine: not out of hate, but out of healing. With help from Shakespeare, psychology, and a little Emily Thorne shade, this is my story of becoming the most dangerous thing a woman can be—free.