🎇 The Fourth of July: I’m Not Celebrating Pretend Freedom

Every year, we light up the sky and sing songs about liberty.
We wear red, white, and blue. We post patriotic quotes. We grill, we wave flags, we pretend we’re free.

But this year?
I’m not celebrating the performance.

I’m celebrating the real freedom I’ve fought to reclaim —
the kind no country, no law, no system ever handed me.

Real freedom is…

• Saying no and not explaining myself.

• Leaving a room that disrespects my spirit.

• Choosing joy without guilt.

• Raising kids who aren’t afraid to speak their truth — even if it shakes.

• Burning the beliefs I was programmed to protect.

• Laughing at illusions I used to defend.

• Healing because I said so — not because someone else asked.

I’m not here to disrespect.
I’m here to remember that my soul didn’t come here to wave a flag —
it came to wreck distortion and rebuild reality.

So today, while the fireworks pop and the anthems play,
I’ll be feeding the jays, laughing with my family, and making memories...

But I’ll also be honoring:

• The me that unplugged from the matrix

• The inner child that never felt free in this system

• The timelines I’ve burned, rewritten, and reclaimed

• The 1st Annual Gray Family Olympics — because healing through laughter? That’s my revolution

This isn’t about rejecting a country.
It’s about refusing to pretend I’m free when I’m still fighting for it inside myself, every damn day.

If I’m celebrating anything today, it’s this:

I am sovereign.
I am unowned.
I am rewriting the story.
And I’m doing it in bare feet, with an animal crew by my side.

Let freedom actually ring.