This one feels different.
Because I feel different.
There is a fire inside of me right now that I haven’t felt in a very long time.
A desire to get into that ring and F’N SOAR.
Maybe Willow has been a thorn in my side since the moment our paths first crossed.
Maybe our story needed every single one of these moments.
Maybe I needed the injury.
Maybe I needed the heartbreak.
Maybe I needed to lose myself for a little while so I could figure out exactly who Moné really was.
Because that woman sitting in Wembley in 2023 didn’t know what her future looked like.
She was scared.
She was hurt.
She was trying to decide whether she should go backward or take the biggest risk of her career and move forward.
If I could sit beside that version of myself today, I’d tell her:
TRUST THAT VOICE.
GO FORWARD.
Because one day you’re going to come back to ALL IN.
Not as somebody wondering where she belongs.
Not as somebody sitting in the stands watching history happen.
But as Mercedes Moné.
Making history herself.
Willow and I have unfinished business.
And after three years of our careers somehow finding their way back to each other…
It’s time.
