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Send this to one of your boys and tell him you FUCKING LOVE HIM 😍🫂🤍🔥

Here’s to the great men I have in my life. Love and appreciate you all 🫶

#malefriendship #masculinity #love #friendship #fyp
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Life update; swipe through to read.

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Beyond this post, I recorded a video called Life After Cancellation, Divorce, and Testimony.

It’s an hour long, and the link is in my stories.

Whether you watch it or not, recording and posting it is more of an act of liberation than anything else; 

Freeing my voice from all the moments I stifled it over the last 18 months by simply sharing my story and lived experience. 

Devastation doesn’t always lead to a lessons and growth, but the alchemist mindset and identity in God were the main approaches that not only kept me sane, but renewed my spirit through the unimaginable.

In love and truth always, 
Amanda
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The reality of my 2025 isn’t this highlight reel.

It’s that the duality of what I went through was absolutely shit-rocking, heart shredding, PTSD recovery, nervous system and identity collapse, all while rebuilding my GENIUS body of work, the most initiatory financial fucking ODESSY of a year, and meeting God deeper and deeper and deeper.

Wow.

Initiation is a word people use when they say “life absolutely fucking slapped me in the face, and I chose to evolve my consciousness through it and allowed that tsunami of an experience take me under it’s wave and shape me down like a grain of sand.”

And that’s not even the half of it.

If I could sum up 2025 from the vantage point of the last day of the year, it’s that my power?

Is absolutely l e t h a l .

It’s not some fake “unfuckwithable” performance.

I was absolutely fuck-with-able. I was fucked with. I hurt. I bled. I cried, heaved, wept, and fell to my knees.

But I used all of that energy (trauma) that made its way through my body, and turned it into ✨ beauty and fucking magic ✨in my being, my programs, my relationships, and my art.

And I anchored into myself so deeply, I became a god damn mountain of a human being.

I let myself feel it all, all the way through, without bypassing any last sliver of it.

The raw power and stability of it surging through my body at this point is the victory of 2025.

I learned what kind of badass God really truly is by allowing His love to hold me, stabilize me, and reach places I could not alone. Our Creator works in the most stunning of ways, if you allow yourself to see.

I have become the embodiment of the fierce sword of truth, wielded from a wood burning fire of honest love, and grounded deeply into my roots.

2025;
May we claim all that you gave us through the shedding as gifts for our next adventure. May we release you, and all of the threads and tendrils along with you be completed. Amen.

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Share this with someone you love RIGHT NOW

We live in a world where holding people to a higher standard is villainized - perceived as some sense of control or lack of self acceptance, when in reality, it is the highest level of love we can bring to the alter of relationships, excellence, and collective change.

Hunt like a lion, sell like a lamb.

Don’t be afraid to challenge someone, ask for the sale, or look the one you love in the eyes and tell them that you wish they saw themselves like you see them.

See what happens.

Share this please. I’ve been off the grid for quite some time and I’m making my way back.

This time, I won’t be talking about the same shit everyone else is.

At this point, it’s Truth over Peace, always.
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