Unpopular Monster by Falling in Reverse

There comes a moment in healing when you realize that no matter how gentle you are, no matter how carefully you explain yourself, some people will always need you to be the villain in their story.

This song lives in that moment.

Unpopular Monster isn’t about becoming cruel.
It’s about becoming real.

It’s about the version of yourself that finally stops apologizing for surviving. The version that refuses to stay small just to make others comfortable. The version that people label as “too much,” “dramatic,” “difficult,” or “angry” the second you stop complying.

For a long time, I believed that being loved meant being agreeable. Quiet. Forgiving beyond reason. I learned to soften my edges, to absorb harm without reacting, to convince myself that endurance was the same thing as strength. And when I finally stopped doing that—when I started setting boundaries, speaking honestly, choosing myself—I didn’t become more understood.

I became unpopular.

And that’s where this song hits.

There is something deeply freeing about accepting that you will not be liked by everyone—especially by those who benefited from your silence. The “monster” they see isn’t evil. It’s inconvenient. It’s the part of you that won’t be controlled anymore. The part that says no without explaining. The part that doesn’t beg to be believed.

Healing isn’t always soft music and gentle mornings.
Sometimes it sounds like anger finding its voice.
Sometimes it sounds like reclaiming power that was taken piece by piece.

This song reminds me that I don’t need to correct the narrative others have created about me. I don’t need to chase understanding from people committed to misunderstanding me. I don’t need to perform goodness to earn safety.

I get to exist as I am—complex, flawed, strong, healing, human.

If being whole makes me the monster in someone else’s story, then so be it.

I would rather be real than remain small.
I would rather be honest than be liked.
I would rather be free than be quiet.

And maybe that’s what choosing yourself really sounds like.

Elizabeth Tubridy

I’m Elizabeth — a mother, creator, and woman who has learned what it means to rebuild from the ground up.

This space was born from a season of deep change. After walking away from a life that no longer felt safe, aligned, or true, I began the quiet work of healing — not perfectly, not quickly, but honestly. What started as survival slowly became self-discovery, and then something more: a return to myself.

Through writing, reflection, and creativity, I share the truths I once silenced. Stories about emotional healing, motherhood, boundaries, resilience, and learning to choose yourself after years of putting everyone else first. This blog isn’t about bitterness or blame — it’s about clarity, growth, and reclaiming your voice.

Alongside my writing, I create under Earthly Enchantments — nature-inspired pieces rooted in calm, intention, and magic found in small moments. Creativity has always been my anchor, a way to process, express, and reconnect with joy.

If you’re here, maybe you’re navigating your own season of becoming. Maybe you’re learning to trust yourself again, or simply looking for proof that it’s possible to start over — gently, bravely, and on your own terms.

You’re welcome here.

https://www.earthlyenchantmentsnh.com
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