What It Really Means to Remember Who the F*ck You Are

Hey love, welcome back! I’m so glad you’re here — like, deeply glad. Because this post? This one is for the part of you that’s tired of performing, tired of shrinking, tired of forgetting. It’s for the part of you that knows you were made for more: more truth, more power, more softness, more expansion.

Today’s conversation is one of those heart-and-soul ones—the kind where we cut through the fluff and get to the core of who you truly are. No pretending. No bypassing. Just real, raw remembering.

You’ve seen the quote: "Remember who the f*ck you are." Maybe you’ve whispered it to yourself in the mirror before a hard conversation or scribbled it in your journal. Perhaps it’s been your battle cry on days when everything felt like it was falling apart.

But here’s the thing — this phrase? It’s more than just a sassy affirmation. It’s a reclamation. A full-body, soul-level call to return to your truth. It’s not about ego. It’s not about being better than anyone else. It’s about looking past all the roles and noise and remembering the version of you that’s always been there.

Let’s be honest — we see this phrase everywhere: on mugs, memes, and morning mantras. But what does it truly mean?

At its core, it isn’t about being louder, bolder, or bossier — unless that’s your truth. It’s about reconnecting with the you that existed before the world imposed expectations. Before you were told to be polite instead of powerful. Before you apologized for your ambition, your magic, your sensitivity. Before you stopped trusting yourself.

Remembering who you are involves a spiritual and energetic recalibration. It’s about choosing to drop the masks, to stop performing, and to return to the woman within you who already knows her worth.

And sometimes remembering doesn’t feel sexy. Sometimes it looks like crying in the bathtub. Saying “no more” to something that’s been draining you for years. Sometimes it means pausing a friendship, leaving a relationship, or changing careers. Sometimes it means waking up in the middle of the night, heart pounding, finally ready to tell yourself the truth.

But every time you reclaim a part of yourself that you once abandoned for acceptance, that’s remembering.

You don’t have to find her. She’s already in there. You just need to get quiet enough to hear her whisper again.

She’s the version of you who:

• Knows how to trust her gut
• Laughs without self-consciousness
• Creates just for the joy of it
• Speaks truth without apology
• Moves through the world with rooted confidence

She’s been waiting patiently through the stress, the burnout, the over-giving, the numbing, and the endless striving. She knows how to guide you home.

But the journey back? It’s not a one-time revelation. It’s a practice, a rhythm, a devotion.

So let us walk it together.

You are magic. You are power. And you’ve just begun to remember.

Until next time — stay rooted.