Your Body is Not a Billboard, and Your Identity Isn’t a Performance Piece
- Tricia Parido
- Aug 20
- 3 min read

Let me just say this out loud for the ones in the back (and maybe the one reading this in a perfectly curated outfit while secretly sucking in her stomach):
You don’t have to shrink, shapeshift, or smile your way into worth. Not for love. Not for approval. Not for that room you thought you had to earn your place in.
If that already hits a nerve, stay with me. Because this week inside the Insight & Impact Focus Group, we stripped it all the way down. Not just clothes or filters — but the rules, the roles, and the reflexes we’ve picked up about what it means to be acceptable.
And surprise: It’s all trash. 🙃
Let me tell you a story.
There was a moment — years ago — when I caught my reflection and realized I was staring at my body like a problem to solve. Not like a living, breathing archive of resilience. Not like the vehicle that carried me through trauma, recovery, childbirth, growth, and grief.
Just a project.
And what came next was worse: I didn’t even recognize the person behind the body. I had traded so much of my identity for roles, personas, and palatable versions of myself that “me” had gotten lost in the edits.
Does that sound familiar?
You don’t have to perform for your own damn reflection.
Here’s what no one’s saying out loud…: The body you’re in isn’t meant to be sculpted for social points. Your identity isn’t an application for acceptance. And your softness doesn’t cancel out your strength.
But when you grow up learning to earn your presence — you forget what it feels like to just exist. To take up space without second-guessing how you’re being perceived. To show up without pre-packaging your personality into whatever version is least likely to be rejected.
So this week, we asked the hard questions:
What story did you inherit about your body?
What part of your identity has been exiled for the sake of fitting in?
And what would happen if you stopped asking for permission to feel like enough?
And the answers? They were raw. They were beautiful. They were terrifyingly honest.
Because what people realized is this: Reclaiming yourself means risking disapproval. And most of us are still carrying trauma from the last time we didn’t conform.
So let’s flip it.
Instead of avoiding that discomfort, what if we leaned into it?
What if you started treating your body like a partner, not a project?
What if your identity didn’t have to be explained, filtered, or over-articulated to be valid?
What if the next time you got dressed, you chose what felt like you, not what felt like “less likely to trigger commentary”?
Because here’s the truth:
One of the group’s favorite practices this week?
We picked one body part we’ve judged… placed a hand on it… and said:
“This is mine. This body is not a performance. This is a living, worthy place to be.”
You could feel the shift in the room.
So I’m inviting you to try it now. Close the screen. Stand in the mirror. And say it to the part of you that most needs to be welcomed home.
Even if your voice shakes. Even if your brain argues. Even if it feels awkward as hell.
That’s the first step toward sovereign, embodied self-compassion.

Because acceptance isn’t about giving up.
It’s about finally stopping the war.
You are not an idea. You are not an aesthetic. You are not a placeholder for who you think you should be.
You are here. In full color. In full capacity. And it’s time to reclaim every damn part of you.
Ready to build the kind of emotional power that doesn’t require performance?
That’s what we do inside the Insight & Impact Focus Group. Join us if you’re done shape-shifting and ready to take up space.








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