I always love listening to elderly wisdom. It seems to me that life doesn't have a manual, but the ones that came before me had some kind of key to knowledge. While that is true, as I get older, I realize that the “adults” are as lost as I am, living life by the seat of their pants; they are just better at hiding it.
I just turned 29 last week. My whole life, I believed that at this stage of life I would have everything figured it our; that I would have the job of my dreams, that I would have a home, and maybe even kids. What the elderly never told me is that I should not have been such a big paneer with so many expectives because live trows rocks at you, you either dodge or you build something with it.
In the past 20 years i have been chasing something that I dont know what it is. I had many YouTube channels and blogs that i ways end up closing, I learned a lot during those times a bout the internet, social media, and audiences. In the past 2 years, I started a TikTok talking about my business and my entrepreneurial journey, and my whole life now is around chasing what? Money? Fame? Followers? Clicks? Comments? I dont make anything with passion anymore. I stopped my hobbies because “my TikTok is growing and I need to make more and more content”, “I have to sell on TikTok shop”, “now is a good time to sell a course…”,” warm audience…”
I am done!
My whole life, I wanted to be in America, be American, and embrace the illusion of the American dream.
I am writing this today because I want to find myself againg with out pressure, I want to write in this language that I so much love without using AI. I have to exercise my writing muscles; since I left college, I haven't written anything anymore. And now with AI I use it every day, creating excuses like “I would make mistakes, it can help me write in English”, well, flash news, I am human, human makes mistakes, and this is not my original language, so such it up and practice.
I was listening to Marigold Manor YouTube channel, and I felt inspired to start a blog to channel my thoughts, emotions, and debrief my days, creating a sort of a Diary to ditch social media, I dont care for the clicks and likes, I just want to document my life in a way that I can come back and read if I want a perspective, the internet is curated and what I want is to curate a place that i can comeback and see my highlights instead of someone elses. Sometimes I can get in my head, I know for a fact that there are many, many brighter days that get covered by the fog of bad days in my memory.
I also discovered that Martha Stewart has a blog. I used to love reading blogs when I was a team, and her blog looked exactly like the blogs used to look in the early 2010’s. It was a breath of fresh air to get myself into blogs again, maybe finding myself instead of creating a persona to show off on social media.
I hope you can tell that I am proud to say I wrote this blog post only with the help of a auto corrector and not AI.
Wishing the Lord bless us in 2026 against all the automations, AI, and the dehumanization of things.
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