Becoming.

I’ve been a lot of things.

I’ve been the girl who hid her body in oversized t-shirts and leggings.

I’ve been a grieving daughter.

I’ve been the girl ripped to shreds online.

I’ve been the girl TMZ wanted for an interview.

I’ve held titles.

I’ve heard the applause, the booing, and the cheers.

I’ve been the girl held to expectations I never asked for.

I’ve felt invisible in rooms when I felt like I mattered.

I’ve been put in the spotlight at times I disliked myself the most.

I’ve been hurt.

I’ve been healed.

For a long time, I felt the need to explain every single version of myself. I felt like I had to make my growth make sense to other people. But the truth is, becoming isn’t linear or tidy. It’s messy and chaotic. It’s not always a path you want to travel; but it’s one where every step is worth it.

I’ve built platforms, brands, projects, and pieces I am incredibly proud of. But behind each one has always been a real person navigating grief, growth, anxiety, ambition, doubt, and joy- sometimes all at once.

Social media is a powerful tool but I’ve told long captions aren’t “good for the algorithm”.

So here I am.

I’m not reinventing myself or announcing a rebrand. I’m just finding a place to land while I’m busy still becoming.

I’ve felt behind, so I tried harder.

Then I failed, so I tried again.

I’ve showed up for others while still learning how to show up for myself.

I’ve been strong in public and break down in private. I watched the world around me shatter into a million glass pieces- and pieced it back together, no matter how many times it made my hands bleed.

I’ve been confident.

I’ve questioned everything about myself.

And now I’m becoming someone who is ok with those things coexisting.

I’m not here to teach you how to do life the “right way”. Not every post will have a lesson. I’m not sure if this one does. But I’m becoming someone who is okay with that.

I’m becoming more patient with myself.

I’m becoming more willing to rise to the challenge.

I’m becoming more comfortable in my own skin.

I’m becoming more vulnerable, sharing truths on the internet for the world to see.

I’m becoming more comfortable with saying I don’t know what is next for me.

I’m becoming someone who see’s growth isn’t always loud; sometimes it’s just consistent.

That’s what Sincerely, Sara is. Not a brand or a performance. Just a place to hold stories and letters; thoughts, lessons, half-formed ideas.

So if you’re reading this, I hope you know this is a place you don’t have to have it all figured out.

You’re allowed to be becoming too.