Thank you.

I wasn’t expecting any of this.

In a matter of months, I gained over 1,000 fans on Instagram, became a finalist in a competition I entered on a whim, and everything started moving faster than I could have planned.

Music began as a way to express myself. To stop shrinking. To say what I felt without guilt.

It wasn’t because I was healed and needed to deliver some enlightened message.

But.. It also wasn’t just rage poured into a microphone.

It’s been a living record of a healing process. One I’ve come to realize is bigger than me. It’s something millions of us are quietly moving through.

Fame has never been the goal, and the idea of music fully supplementing my income still feels unlikely.

But the messages, the connections, and the healing that have happened over the past few months are worth exponentially more than either of those things.

Because of this, music has made me richer than I’ve ever been. You’ve made me feel more whole, more supported, and more loved than I ever have before.

I finally feel loved for being me, not for being what people want me to be.

For that, I’m deeply grateful.