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This space is dedicated to every soul who has faced something difficult, and chose to rise.
We're not here to collect your email or sell you a cap. This space is for you, by you.
If you're struggling right now, you are not alone.
Others have made it through. So can you. Believe in yourself and feel UNLEASHED.
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My Body
Not Just Stretch Marks
“This is my body. It has kept me alive, and that’s enough.”
I used to hide my stomach every summer.
I avoided pools, intimacy, mirrors. I thought my worth depended on how flat my belly looked. But the day my daughter lifted my shirt and kissed my stretch marks, saying “you’re soft like a blanket,” something inside me shifted. I’m still learning to love my body, but I no longer apologize for it. It carried life. It carried pain. And it still carries me. #UNLEASHED
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Confidence
I Read Every Story Like It’s My Sister Talking
“We heal by witnessing each other.”
I haven’t posted my own story yet.
But I read them all. At night. On the bus. While pretending to work.
And I cry. And I laugh. And I breathe easier.
Because these women? They speak my language.
And knowing this platform exists makes me feel like i could fight the world.
So until I find the courage to post mine:
Thank you, Unleashed, for opening the door.
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Confidence
Louder Than My Fear
“Speak even if your voice shakes.”
Public speaking used to terrify me.
I once skipped job interviews just to avoid talking in front of people. Then I realized my fear was louder than my ambition. One day, I signed up for a local poetry slam. My voice cracked. My hands shook. But I finished. The applause didn’t matter. What mattered was that I stayed on stage. #UNLEASHED
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My Body
I Didn’t Think Anyone Cared
“Even invisible pain deserves space.”
I’ve always hated my thighs.
They’ve been called “too big,” “too strong,” “not feminine.”
I never talked about it. Who would listen? Who would care about something so small?
And then I found this space. I wrote a few lines and felt lighter.
Thank you, Unleashed, for letting us speak without asking for anything in return. Just that… was everything.
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Other
For Once, It’s Not About Selling Me Something
“Space to feel, not to buy.”
I almost didn’t believe this was real.
I kept waiting for the pop-up. The promo code. The trap.
But it never came.
Just stories. Just honesty. Just rawness.
This space felt like a hug I didn’t know I needed.
So here’s mine, in return.
To Unleashed, for giving without taking.
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Relationship
When Love Hurts
“I am not what he called me.”
He NEVER hit me.
But he made me believe I was nothing. That’s what emotional abuse does it eats you slowly. One night, I looked at myself in the mirror and didn’t recognize the woman I’d become. That night, I packed a bag and left. I didn’t know where I was going, but I knew I deserved better. I still do. It's never too late ! #UNLEASHED
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Health
My Diagnosis Wasn’t the End
“My illness doesn’t define me. I do.”
Lupus.
Just one word flipped my world upside down. I was 26, and suddenly my body became a battlefield. There are days I can’t walk without pain. But I’ve also learned to slow down, to listen to myself, to ask for help. Chronic illness is not weakness. It’s a kind of strength most people can’t see. #UNLEASHED
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Social Insecurity
In Rooms That Weren’t Made For Me
“I walk in like I belong. Because I do.”
I was always the only Black woman in the room.
In university. At work. In meetings where they assumed I was “here to take notes.” For years, I let that silence me. But no more. I speak now. I correct people. I sit at the head of the table when I want to. They may not have made space for me but I’m here, and I’m not shrinking. I am proud of who I am !#UNLEASHED
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Addiction
One Year Without
“Every day is a choice. Today, I chose me.”
I haven’t smoked in 372 days.
Cannabis was my escape. My ritual. My prison. It helped me cope, until it didn’t. One day, I flushed it all. I started counting days, then weeks, then months. I still have cravings. But now, I have a life that feels clean. Clear. Mine. #UNLEASHED
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Social Insecurity
I Thought I Was Too Much
“I’m not too much. I’ve just been in the wrong rooms.”
I laugh too loud. I talk too fast. I feel too deeply
Or at least, that’s what I was told.
Here, for the first time, I feel like I can just be me. No filters. No shrinking. No marketing angle.
Just stories, just voices, just women holding space for each other.
Thank you, Unleashed, for this breath of air in a world that often suffocates us.
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Addiction
A Space Without Shame
“My story matters, even if it’s messy.”
I almost didn’t share this.
I’ve relapsed. Twice. Maybe three times. I stopped counting.
Most spaces want redemption stories. Clean arcs. Happy endings.
But I’m not there yet.
And still — I feel welcome here.
Thank you, Unleashed, for letting stories breathe before they’re “done.”
You gave me permission to write anyway.
#UNLEASHED
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My Body
Tiny Victory
“Today, I wore the jeans.”
I wore jeans today.
You probably don’t think that’s a big deal. But I haven’t worn jeans in five years. Not since I gained 30 pounds and decided I wasn’t allowed to feel pretty anymore. But this morning, I buttoned them. I stood tall. And I smiled in the mirror. It’s a small win. But it’s mine. What a pleasure to write it down !#UNLEASHED
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Confidence
The Interview
“You belong to be where you want to be”
I almost cancelled the interview.
They won’t pick someone like me. Someone can be better than me. I don't deserve it.. All those voices in my head. But I went. I wore the blazer. I didn’t apologize. And they hired me. Impostor syndrome still knocks sometimes. But now I open the door and say, “I earned this.” #UNLEASHED
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Relationship
He Texted Me ‘K’ After 8 Years
“Closure is overrated. Healing isn’t.”
I gave eight years of my life to a man who never truly showed up.
He forgot birthdays, made fun of my dreams, and called me dramatic for crying. I stayed because I thought love was about fixing someone. When I finally left, I wrote him a long message about everything I had held in. His reply? Just “K.”
At first, I was furious. Now, I laugh. That one letter gave me more peace than I expected. Turns out, I didn’t need his permission to move on. I just needed mine.
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Confidence
Red Lipstick on a Tuesday
“I’m not dressing for the male gaze. I’m dressing for war.”
I used to only wear makeup on special occasions.
But one Tuesday morning, I put on red lipstick just to get groceries. Not for a date. Not for a selfie. Just… because. The cashier said I looked like a movie star. A kid asked if I was famous. And for the first time in months, I felt like I could be.
It’s not about lipstick. It’s about reclaiming attention—for me, by me.
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Health
My Anxiety Doesn’t Define Me (But It Sure Tries To)
“If I can breathe through this one, I can breathe through the next.”
My brain is like 37 tabs open at once, with one playing music I can’t find.
Anxiety is weird. It tells me everyone hates me, then that I’m the center of the universe. It tells me to cancel plans, then makes me feel lonely. I’ve cried in public bathrooms and faked phone calls in elevators just to ground myself.
But you know what? I’ve also taken deep breaths. I’ve gotten out of bed. I’ve gone to therapy. I’ve started naming my thoughts instead of believing them.
It’s not linear. But it’s movement.
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Social Insecurity
I Still Don’t Know What To Say When They Ask ‘Where Are You From?’
“I am not your exotic little mystery.”
“Where are you really from?”
Born in London. Raised in Paris. Vietnamese roots. Brown skin. Soft accent. I confuse people.
I used to give long explanations. I don’t anymore. I’m not here to make others comfortable. I’m not here to justify my identity.
I’m just here. Fully. (ps : i love the cap)
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My Body
The Scale Said Nothing New
“I’m more than a number 😠”
This morning, I stepped on the scale for the first time in six months.
Same number. Same fear. Same rush of shame.
But this time I didn’t google “fastest way to lose 10 pounds.” I made a coffee. I put on music. I danced in my kitchen.
My body hasn’t changed. But my mindset is learning to.
That’s worth something.
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Other
I Didn’t Reply, And That Was My Power
“Silence is sometimes louder than anything.”
They texted. I saw it. I said nothing.
Sometimes, growth looks like a reply. Sometimes, it looks like a blocked number and a deleted thread.
I used to answer everyone. I thought being kind meant being available. But now I know—some messages don’t deserve energy.
Choosing peace isn’t petty. It’s sacred.
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Addiction
Day 6 Was The Hardest
“Six days clean, one day at a time.”
I used weed to sleep. Then to calm down. Then to function.
People think quitting is a switch. It’s not. Day 1 was anger. Day 2 was cravings. Day 3 I couldn’t stop crying. Day 6, I nearly gave in. But I texted my sister instead. She just said “breathe.”
I’m on Day 14 now. Still shaky. But I haven’t lit anything but candles.
I’m not free yet. But I’m facing the fire. Thank you unleashed for letting me share it ❤️
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Confidence
No One Noticed, But I Walked In With My Head Up
“Sometimes bravery looks like doing the thing anyway.”
I entered the room. No applause. No compliments.
But I was proud. I didn’t overthink my outfit. I didn’t shrink myself. I didn’t make nervous jokes.
I walked in like I had every right to be there. Because I did.
Maybe no one noticed. But I did.
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My Body
I Wore The Dress
“Not for them. For me.”
Short. Tight. Bright red.
I bought that dress two years ago and never wore it. I kept waiting to feel “ready.” To lose weight. To tone up. To feel deserving.
Last Saturday, I stopped waiting. I wore it to dinner with my girls. One of them said, “You’re glowing.”
She was right.
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Relationship
I Miss Him, And That’s Okay
“Healing isn’t forgetting.”
I still check his Instagram sometimes.
I told myself I had to delete everything, forget everything. But healing doesn’t look like erasing someone.
He was part of my life. He taught me things. He hurt me. He helped me.
Now I’m learning to carry both the good and the bad without letting it define me.
Missing him doesn’t mean I want him back. It means I’m human.
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