This letter isn’t a warning.
It’s a wish.
You haven’t debuted yet — or maybe you have, just barely.
You’re still finding your place, watching the world tilt and shift around those who came before you.
You’ve seen the scandals.
You’ve seen who gets forgiven, who gets dragged, who walks away untouched.
You’ve probably already learned that fame makes everything louder —
even the voices that say, “It’s just marketing,”
or “It’s not that deep.”
But I’m writing to ask something simple:
Please don’t lose your gentleness.
We — the ones who are already quietly rooting for you —
we don’t need you to be perfect.
We don’t expect you to have the right words all the time.
We just want to love and enjoy your work in peace.
And sometimes, that peace gets shattered not by grand actions,
but by thoughtless ones.
A joke made in bad taste.
A post shared without care.
A silence that hurts louder than any words.
It might not seem like much in the moment.
It might even feel clever.
But out here, someone feels that blow —
and it lingers longer than you’d ever imagine.
So before you post, or speak, or let something ride for the sake of buzz or relatability…
ask yourself:
Could I just… not?
Could I hold this one moment in trust?
Could I say it privately to my friends, and leave my work clean and whole for the people who need it?
You don’t have to shrink your voice.
You don’t have to pretend to be someone you’re not.
But if you anchor your work in kindness —
if you remember that your platform reaches people who live very different lives from yours —
you’ll build a bond that lasts.
All we ask is that you give us the room to focus on your music, your acting, your art — without having to defend ourselves from it first.
Just that.
A little room.
Surely, if you walk with tenderness, we can all co-exist —
you as your full self,
us as your quiet chorus of support.
Still cheering for you,
Vivienne ♡