Everything Andie

I’ve been feeling this strong pull to “rebrand” myself — but honestly, it’s less about changing who I am and more about finally showing the version of me I’ve been shifting into quietly.

It’s like my favorite color is definitely still blue, but I don’t hate pink anymore. I still love the ocean, but I don’t go to the beach as much as I used to. I love my family, but I don’t feel pressure to be with them 24/7. I have the same goofy personality, but I’m learning to be softer, gentler. My emotions feel stronger these days, but not in a bad way – more like I’m letting them exist instead of suppressing.

I got sad thinking about how my friends and family know and love me based on a memorized version from what they learned about me through the years. But, I don’t want to be reduced to memorized versions of me or photos on a grid of curated perception.

I still have parts of the old me, but the new me is begging to be portrayed. I’m still actively learning about myself, and I think that’s part of why this feels so important. I don’t want to keep showing the same old stuff about me when the newer parts are getting louder, asking to be seen.

It feels a lot like when a store decides to redo everything — repaint the walls, switch out the equipment, update the website. Not because the old stuff was terrible, but because it just doesn’t fit who they are anymore.

This new me has been growing in the background of my thirties era: slowly, softly, without announcement. I’ve felt it in small ways: in the things I no longer react to, in the way I protect my peace, in the softness I didn’t have before. I can feel myself becoming someone different — not unrecognizable, just… updated?

The rebrand isn’t about becoming someone NEW — I just want to show the version I’m actually living in right now, even if she’s still unfolding.