Untouched by the Noise”
Dive into a world where authenticity reigns. “Untouched by the Noise” is your personal space for reflection and growth. Here, we share candid stories and insights, drawn straight from life. Welcome to a place where vulnerability is strength and where you can be yourself, free from the pressures of the outside world.
What If I Stayed Pure for Me?
I prayed for seven months straight — every day.
Because someone told me to, and because I wanted to try it out and see where it goes.
And in that time, I started to ask myself:
What if I stayed pure for myself?
Purity culture often gets a bad name — and sometimes for good reason.
It’s been used to control and shame, especially women.
But when you strip away the pressure and guilt,
the core idea is actually something sacred: discernment.
One of my old friends explained it like this:
purity isn’t about restriction,
it’s about preventing destruction.
It’s about not ending up as a baby mama or daddy.
That stuck with me.
Why not take that mindset and apply it to all intimacy?
What if we didn’t stimulate something we’re not ready to hold?
What if we made space for connection —
without attaching to anything that isn’t ours to carry?
And to the religious folks — don’t worry.
I’m not coming after your faith.
When I talk about purity, I’m not talking about your religion.
I know that’s sacred to you.
I’m just saying:
make the principles accessible — not your religion.
Listen to My Body
I sometimes find it difficult to listen to my body—except when I need to pee. With certain things, I still don’t trust myself. Then I start doubting. Then I retreat into my head. And I make excuses for signals that are unusual or subtle. What I’ve learned is this: avoiding bad habits is much easier than having integrity in the moments that really matter—the kind that separates me from my body.
sometimes have a hard time listening to my body —
except when I need to pee.
With certain things, I still don’t trust myself.
Then I start doubting.
Then I get in my head.
And I excuse signals that are off — or subtle.
What I’ve learned is this:
avoiding bad habits is way easier than having integrity in moments that actually matter —
the kind that separate me from my body.
No more over-reflecting about why I attract certain people.
No more asking if I was too open, too naive, too whatever.
Because all of that hurts my nervous system.
It trains my brain to live in the past
instead of being right here,
in the moment,
with myself.
So now, when I deal with someone’s bad behavior,
I don’t spiral into why.
I just focus on one thing:
fulfilling my needs — no matter what.
Because what I’ve learned with men is this:
someone’s bad behavior is a reflection of them — not me.
And saying that out loud feels freeing.
It frees me from the cage of being a minority.
From having to explain or justify my humanity.
Being imperfect does not mean I deserve mistreatment.
It just means they don’t have the capacity
to handle their own animal instincts —
or the temptation to abuse their power.
And that? Honestly?
That’s just a little pathetic.
before a stable relationship
I found this video — and a few others — about being bored in a relationship after coming out of a toxic one. And honestly? I have mixed feelings about it.
Because… aren’t you supposed to teach your brain how to sit with boredom before entering a relationship?
Like — therapy, habits, nervous system work?
I mean, no one deserves to be a project for your withdrawal symptoms.
So ask yourself — who are you really doing a favor for by being with them?
If you’re chasing intensity, are you actually present?
The same goes for friendships, by the way. If you want to handle boredom — start with your phone. Start with food. With movement. With any “boring” activity that trains your brain to be still. Even once a month. Even slowly.
But do it in a way that doesn’t harm your nervous system in the process.
This isn’t advice. This is just what I’m trying to do right now.
Like… eating something healthy when all I want is chips.
And if I do eat the chips — not being hard on myself.
No more hard rules.
Just ground. Just care. Just flow.
Like surfing the waves. Not fighting them.
Just a thought, not professional advice.