Soft life won’t save you.

Hey babe,

Soft life sounds so damn dreamy.
Candles. Journals. Healing playlists.
Main character energy while sipping on your overpriced matcha.
We love it. We live for it.

But babe, soft life is cute until life gets hard.

What happens when peace isn’t accessible?
When shit hits the fan and it’s just you vs. everything?
When you’re tired, heartbroken, broke, overwhelmed, and no one’s coming to save you?

That’s when you stop playing soft.
That’s when you wake the fuck up and realize healing isn’t just bubble baths and sage.

You can’t manifest your way out of generational trauma.
You can’t meditate through heartbreak.
You can’t burn palo santo and pretend your childhood didn’t fuck you up.

You gotta sit with the pain
You gotta do the work
You gotta become the woman you keep posting quotes about 💅

And that’s not soft.
That’s power.

Discipline.
Accountability.
Getting real with yourself even when it’s ugly, loud, chaotic, and lonely.

Let’s stop romanticizing healing into an aesthetic.
Because healing will rip you open.
It’ll make you question who you are.
It’ll make you cry in the shower and then wipe your tears and go to work like nothing happened.

But guess what? That version of you? The one who keeps going even when it’s hard?
She’s the strongest bitch you’ve ever been. 💋

So if your “soft girl” era feels more like survival mode
You’re not broken.
You’re just rebuilding.

You don’t need peace.
You need resilience
You need to keep choosing yourself over and over, because nobody else can do this shit for you.

Keep going.
Keep showing up.
Even when it’s messy. Even when you’re tired.

You don’t need an aesthetic. You need truth.
And the truth is: you’re already becoming her 👑

This week, give yourself permission to:
🗣️ Stop pretending everything’s okay and still trust that you’ll be okay.

Try this:
Next time you feel overwhelmed, say this out loud:
“This feels hard. But I’ve done hard things before. And I’m not stopping now.” 💥

A quote for you:
"I don’t want an easy life. I want one I don’t need to escape from." 🖤

A song to carry you:
🎵 “You Should See Me in a Crown” Billie Eilish
Put it on blast. Own your throne, girl. No one can touch your crown.

Hear me outtt

Also sorry for the previous one, I make a mistake with the links and linked the wrong songg. My apologiessss ❤️ 

Here’s the song that you missed.
“uh oh” - Tate Mcrae

Reminder:
You weren’t made to break.
You were made to rebuild, with louder boundaries, real self-love, and unshakable confidence 🧘‍♀️🛠️💅

You got this, babe.
Soft life or not, you’re still that bitch.

With you always,
Felipa 💌