Transparency Post:
2025 Was Hard.
I havenāt been active on this blogāthe same space that was once my pride and joy. Through BFS, Iāve met some truly beautiful Black women, and I want to be honest: Iāve carried guilt feeling like I may have let some of you down.
I didnāt want to write about leveling up, femininity, or becoming the woman of your dreams while I wasnāt fully meeting my own standards. That didnāt feel right.
The truth is, while I was still showing up in some waysātrying to stay consistent with my workouts, striving to live in my softness, and leaning on GodāI was also fighting some very heavy battles behind the scenes. There were many dark days. Days when getting out of bed felt impossible. Days marked by heartbreak, body dysmorphia, losing my best friend, family challenges, and a constant feeling that I was never doing enoughāor that I wasnāt enough at all.
Turning 30 brought its own weight. I struggled with feeling behind in life, not hitting the milestones I thought I would. I carried grief from deeply personal experiences, and there were moments where my mental health was fragile enough that I didnāt want to be here anymore. I felt alone, easily triggered, and pushed back into survival mode after working so hard to live softly.
I felt like I lost my softness for a while.
And because BFS has always been a safe space rooted in transparency and honesty, I couldnāt bring myself to show up pretending I had everything figured out when I didnāt. Leading this sisterhood while performing perfection would have felt hypocritical.
So this is where I begin againāwith truth.
Iām not writing this to say everything is magically healed or finished. It isnāt. But today was the first day in months that I felt the pull to blog again. And that matters.
This blog has never been ājust contentā to me. Itās my safe space. My soft landing. BFS is my heart. And I truly missed all of you.
Right now, Iām rebranding and rebuilding myselfānot BFS. BFS has always stood for honesty, growth, and grace, even when the journey is messy. Especially then.
Thank you for being here. Thank you for holding space. Weāre still becomingātogether.
With love,
Leah š











