Why Would She Lie?

Today I learned that Lily Allen released a new album—

her first in seven years.

Seven years is a long time to stay quiet.

I’ve known some of her earlier work—

who could forget “Fuck You” and its unapologetic melody?

But I wouldn’t have called myself a fan.

What caught my attention this time wasn’t just the music, but the reason behind it.

Some of the songs are raw, scathing, and painfully honest—

born from the breakdown of her marriage to a famous actor.

In one track she sings:

“Of course I’m angry.

Of course I’m hurt.

Looking back, it is so absurd.

Of course I trusted you,

and took you at your word.”

I don’t know the details of her marriage, or all the songs on the album.

But I know this: she’s choosing to heal out loud.

And I believe her—

because why would she lie about her pain?

Being a woman is breathtaking and brutal all at once.

We’re judged for everything—our bodies, our choices, our ambition, our silence.

And we’re judged even harder when we don’t stay quiet about the harm done to us by men.

Every woman deserves honesty, respect, tenderness, and truth.

And we do not have to tolerate the kind of behavior that pits us against other women or makes us question our worth.

I’m going to say this again about Lily Allen: Why would she lie about her pain?

Why would she put herself out there for judgment and persecution?

She could have made another follow-up to Fuck You and sold a ton of records.

This is my question to you—

after my dad died while I was holding his hand,

after what I believed to be my lived reality exploded into a web of deception and abuse I still struggle to comprehend,

after the massive stress and difficult work I’ve done in service to my community while under intense public scrutiny—

Why would I lie about what I experienced?

Why would I lie about my pain?

Why would I add more fuel to the dumpster fire my life has been this year?

I wouldn't.