She Owns It Now, and Somehow— I Feel Like I Do Too

It’s taken me a few days to write this because I honestly don’t know how to put this feeling into words.

When Taylor Swift announced that she officially owns her life’s work—every single album she’s ever made—I felt completely overwhelmed. For her. For all of us. For the 14-year-old version of me who used to scream Speak Now in her bedroom mirror like it was the only thing keeping her going. Because in a lot of ways—it was.

This moment isn’t just a win for Taylor. It’s a win for every girl who’s ever felt small. For every woman who’s been underestimated or dismissed or told to just “move on.” For anyone who’s ever watched someone else try to take credit for their voice, their work, their identity—and had to fight to get it back.

I don’t know about you guys, but the first thing I did after reading her letter was open the original Speak Now album and queue up Better Than Revenge. That version. That spark. And when she belted out, “She’s better known for the things that she does on the mattress, woah,” I felt alive again, with my windows down and my volume all the way up—it felt like a reset. Like I was 14 and 23 all at once. 

And then, reading that she was able to buy her music back because of the Eras Tour—because of us—I completely lost it. Like full-on crying-on-the-couch level of emotion. Knowing I got to be a tiny piece of that moment, that I stood there and screamed every lyric into the sky and helped her get what was always hers… it means more than I can say.

Taylor has always been more than just music to me. She’s been proof that you can grow, evolve, rebuild, and still come back stronger. That you can be soft and strong at the same time. That you can take the pain and the power and make something beautiful out of it.

She makes me want to own every part of myself—not just the easy parts, but the complicated, cringey, messy versions too. Because if she can reclaim every era of her life and turn it into something timeless, maybe I can learn to love all of mine too.

This isn’t just about masters or industry drama. It’s about owning your story. Owning your voice. Believing that one day, all the things you thought you lost might come back to you—this time in your own name.

She owns it now.

And somehow—I feel like I do too.

Read the full GORGEOUS letter Taylor wrote on her website!!!