š A Perfectly Imperfect Life
- bronxgypsysoul

- May 29
- 2 min read
By Tamara Colon
They always paint life as a straight line.
Fall in love. Get your heart full. Stay happy.
But they donāt tell you what happens when love turns cold,
When betrayal walks in dressed like loyalty,
Or when the people you trusted are the ones who tear you down the most.
Iāve lived a life of beautiful chaos
Of too much love, too many tears,
And lessons I never asked for.
But hereās the truthā¦
I wouldnāt trade any of it.
Why?
Because pain carved out space for my power.
Because every broken piece of me still sparkles in the light.
Because even when I was shattered, I still showed up.
And that matters.
Iāve loved recklessly.
Iāve forgiven people who didnāt deserve it more than once.
Iāve walked through betrayal like it was a second home.
And somehow, Iām still here. Still rising.
Still learning what it means to love myself.
This blog is not about being perfect.
Itās about being real.
Itās about the nights you cried so hard you couldnāt breathe.
The mornings you smiled anyway.
The moments no one saw but you survived them.
If youāre here looking for filtered fairytales,
Youāre in the wrong place.
But if youāve been through hell and still have a soft heart
Welcome home.
Letās talk about:
š¤ Love that burned and healed.
š¤ Betrayals that broke us and built us.
š¤ The scars that tell our story louder than words ever could.
š¤ And the kind of healing thatās not always pretty, but always worth it.
This is my journey.
Messy. Raw. Honest. Perfectly Imperfect.
And Iām walking it with my head high, heart open, and pen ready.
So stay close.
Letās write this story together.
With love, strength, and all the feels,
ā Tamara Colon







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