Based in New York City, Sophia San Filippo has worked with Love What Matters as a lead editor and content curator since early 2019 and has acted as Managing Editor since early 2021. She is a Summa Cum Laude graduate of Binghamton University who holds a Bachelor of Arts in English Literature, Creative Writing, and Women, Gender, & Sexuality Studies. She is passionate about personal storytelling and creating a positive space in media to better the lives of others. On a typical day you can find her rocking out at her local concert venue, admiring nature, or baking her latest kitchen experiment.
‘My high was our son’s milestones, your high has was a piercing hot needle into a vein. I couldn’t save you.’: Special needs mom pens letter to ex-husband battling addiction
“I only had enough room on my life raft for our son. Caring for an addict and a child with severe special needs was not something I could do. You needed to help yourself first, before I could help you.”
‘Me and my buddies lost our wives. This trip is our last hurrah.’ I couldn’t shake the feeling of sadness. I had to do something.’: Travel agents surprise veteran, friends with touching act of kindness
“Before I could even respond, I was met with a wave of other travel agents, one after another saying, ‘Put me down for $25.’ Within a few hours so many people, who have all had a terrible and fruitless year, had dug deep and offered to help.”
Dear Society: Women Do Not Owe You Anything
“I was out for a run when a man angrily yelled from his porch, ‘You never say hello or even wave.’ He leaned forward in his chair looking quite annoyed.”
‘Do you need help?’ I noticed a tiny lady struggling with heavy trash bags. I could tell she was afraid as I approached her.’: Community rally to help elderly woman after multiple hate crimes
“As I was walked her home, I realized she had no door, just a piece of wood with a lock. Her house was so unbelievably wrecked I just felt like crying. ‘What happened?’ They took everything, destroyed her home, then burned it. She held no anger, no bitterness. Just pure kindness. ‘I knew God would find a way of sending some angels.'”
22 Shocking Things People Have Said To Me, A Plus-Sized Woman
“We’re in 2024. Time to wake up. Big girls are in.”
‘I heard voices. ‘Shhh, she’s coming.’ I cautiously walked in, turned the corner. ‘Surprise!’ There it was, the family cake.’: Act of kindness reminds widow ‘I am still loved’
“With COVID, my mom couldn’t travel to me and I couldn’t travel to her. ‘How is she possibly going to transport a cake with homemade frosting 842 miles without it going bad?’ I’m never going to forget this.”
‘My niece emerged with a paper. ‘Here, Aunt Melissa, it’s for you.’ My eyes filled with tears. She gave me a reason to keep going.’: Woman battling mental illness realizes ‘love knows no boundaries’ after emotional surprise
“As someone battling mental illness who is often alone in her thoughts and without close friendships, it has been years since I’ve really felt ‘seen.’ One day, I will tell her she gave me a reason to keep going.”
‘I used to think losing weight was easy. Give up the donuts or wine, take a walk every day. Then I hit my 30s and had 3 kids.’: Mom talks candid reality of ‘weight struggle bus’
“Then I hit my 30s and had three kids. For anyone I silently judged along the way…boy was I wrong, and I’m so sorry.”
‘The retail worker uttered, ‘You have a flat butt…’ I left the store with no pants and feeling less than.’: Woman thanks rude employee for teaching lesson on body positivity
“She came back with, ‘I mean, you don’t have a Kim Kardashian butt.’ I want to thank her now. She made me better, and my butt never changed.”
‘Just quit. You can’t keep doing this to yourself.’ I took the leap of faith and decided to leave my job.’: Woman shares powerful reminder ‘you are going to make it’
“I wasn’t ready, at least not financially. I’d never not been employed. I had a mortgage. Credit cards. Living expenses. Groceries. Insurance. Children. Dogs. People and things that relied on me. But by staying there, I was losing myself. After the 8th week of crying in my living room, it was time to dive into my best life, directed by the best version of me.”