Yours Sincerely, I Want to Be Naked.

I want to be naked.

No, I don’t mean I want to get naked, I want to BE naked.

I want to be naked, seen with my mistakes, so here you go—it’s me, naked, with my list of mistakes.

1. I fell down when I was 8, I also learned I shouldn’t go into a neighbors house. But the falling didn’t stop there, I’ve been tripping up ever since, stumbling through moments that don’t always make sense.

2. I didn’t like avocado for the longest time, just because I thought it tasted weird. It took me years to admit that maybe I was wrong, and now it’s my go to. Who knew? But that’s how I am, slow to come around, sometimes stubborn for no reason at all.

3. I’ve trusted too easily, thinking all humans had my father’s heart. I was na?ve enough to believe people don’t hurt each other intentionally, but you can assume how that ended up.

4. I’ve been a hopeless romantic, believing that love was forever and that once you found it, nothing could go wrong. I thought the “forever” part meant no endings, but some times it’s just another “almost”.

5. I’ve chased an image of myself that never really existed, stacking expectation on top of expectation. Compliments would come, but I’d run from them because they were always laced with more expectations, more pressure to be someone I wasn’t sure I could be.

6. I’ve hated Saturdays, for no real reason other than the fact that they’re Saturdays. As if the day itself carried an unspoken demand. It felt as if the world expected something of me, something big, something profound or maybe fun—but all I could do was sit in the quiet, wondering what I was supposed to chase next.

7. I’ve overthought my life decisions, like why I didn’t like avocado at first or whether I should’ve trusted someone more or less.

So here I am—naked in my truth, with all my mistakes and even the ones that never meant anything at all, like my obsession with the number 7. Maybe nothing has meaning, or maybe everything does—but either way, it’s okay. Not everything is meaningful, and sometimes just being is enough.