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Apr 5 (edited) • Communities
OOOOFFFFF I’m calling you out… but you’re not gonna like all of it 😏
don’t skim this… read it properly before you pretend none of this is you…
𝗥𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁… 𝘆𝗼𝘂’𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗼𝗹𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴… 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗯𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻 𝗶𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗔𝗟𝗟 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀…
How the fck are they doing that when I’m working my arse off over here like some absolute mug?
That’s such a crock of shit… how has THAT got so many likes… are people actually blind or just bored?
Seriously… THAT post? I’ve said way better than that… like word for word better… where was my parade?
Why are people eating that up like it’s revolutionary… it’s giving borasaurrus… it’s giving NAFF ALL…
Oh brilliant… another “I made 10k in 2 hours” post… yeah and I made a cuppa… shall we all clap?
Do they even believe their own bullshit or are we all just playing delulu together now?
FFS… maybe I’m just not cut out for this malarky… maybe I’ve missed the boat… maybe I AM the boat and it’s leaking 😂
Maybe I should just do what they’re doing… even though it feels fake as fck and makes my soul itch…
Why does it feel so easy for everyone else and so damn hard for me… like am I missing a brain cell or a personality?
Am I missing something obvious here… or am I just… the problem?
Should I change niche again… or is this just my 34th identity crisis ggrrrr?
Maybe people just don’t get me…
Or maybe… I’m just not that good… like let’s just say it… maybe I’m bang average.
Ugh… I hate that I even thought that… but also… it popped up didn’t it.
Why am I getting triggered by THIS… it’s literally a quote on a pastel background… get a fricken grip 😂
If I just posted stupid memes or wiggled my arse on reels I’d probably grow faster… but I don’t wanna do that… but also… IT’S WORKING… so now what genius?
But then again… they’re making money so… am I the stubborn idiot clinging to “depth” while they’re cashing in with crap?
Why is no one engaging with my stuff… HELLO… I EXIST.
Do I just sound boring… like an ironing board reading a textbook?
Am I saying the same shit as everyone else and just don’t realise it… am I literally the thing I complain about… OOOUCH.
I feel like I’ve been saying the same thing for months… and it’s just… floating off into the void like a sad little fart in the wind…
Maybe I’ve already said everything I have to say… maybe that’s it… career wrapped… cheers everyone 😂
Maybe I’m not original enough… maybe I’m just remixing other people and calling it “my voice”…
Why does their confidence look so solid AF… like are they actually solid or just better at pretending?
They just show up and say it… how the fck do they do that… like no spiralling… no existential crisis… just POST.
I rewrite one caption 17 times, delete it, rewrite it again… and still don’t post it… what kind of self-sabotage Olympics is this?
Maybe I need another course… another strategy… another “THIS is the one”…
But I’ve already bought loads… like a graveyard of good intentions and unfinished modules and stuff…
Why do I know SO MUCH… and still not back myself to actually use it?
Am I just collecting information so I don’t have to actually risk being seen?
Am I hiding behind “learning” because I’m scared someone will actually see me and go… meh.
OOOFFF… don’t like that one… but it hit didn’t it.
Why does it feel like I’m doing EVERYTHING and getting nowhere… like busy busy busy but zero actual movement…
I know I’ve helped people… so why isn’t it translating online… where are they now… did they vanish… did I imagine them 😂
Maybe I’m just not visible enough…
But when I try to be visible I feel like a right twat… like who do I think I am speaking like this?
I don’t wanna be “that person”…
But also… I don’t wanna be the invisible ghost either… pick a struggle babe… because this ain’t it.
Why does everything I post feel like it disappears into a big ass black hole never to be seen again…
Does anyone even care what I’m saying or am I just narrating my life to the internet like unpaid therapy?
Do people even read this or am I basically a podcast with zero listeners and one delusional host?
Why do THEY get comments and I get… silence… not even a sympathy like… brutal…
Are people just nicer to them? Do they have secret hype squads? Or is it just… me again… hi.
Why does it feel like everyone’s ahead and I’m just… buffering… spinning wheel of doom energy on repeat
I’m working SO hard… where is it actually getting me… because right now it’s giving effort with no receipts and fck those stripe cha Ching screenshots
Should I be further ahead by now… like be HONEST… have I fcked this?
What am I doing wrong… because it’s gotta be something…
Is it my messaging? My content? My offer? My energy? MY FACE? MY VOICE? MY WHOLE VIBE??
Maybe it’s just me.
Maybe I’m the problem.
Maybe I’m not cut out for this.
Should I just go back to something normal… safe… predictable, was my mum right, just get a “normal job” whatever the fck that is…
No… I don’t want to… but also… I’m tired… like properly drained tired.
Why does it look so easy for them…
Are they actually doing well… or just showing the shiny bits…
I bet it’s not as good as they make out…
…but what if it is…
ugh… that one stings doesn’t it.
If I just did what they’re doing I’d probably grow faster…
But then I’d hate myself for it…
But then again… they’re making money…
So am I just being stubborn… or am I actually backing myself… or am I just chatting shit to feel better 😂
Am I overcomplicating everything… like do I need to calm the fck down?
Why do I overthink EVERYTHING before I post… like it’s a life altering decision…
How do they just say it and press post without having a mini breakdown first?
I had ONE good post… and now I can’t seem to do it again…
What if that was just luck…
What if I can’t replicate it…
What if I’ve already peaked… imagine peaking at 7 likes… wow… iconic… wanna cry 😂
Why does one low engagement post ruin my entire mood like I’ve just been dumped by the internet?
Why do I check my phone like a maniac after I post… like refreshing is gonna summon engagement…
Why do I feel validated when people like my stuff…
Why do I feel like absolute shit when they don’t…
Should I just log off… like FOREVER forever?
But then how will I grow…
Why does it feel like I can’t win either way?
I don’t want to be fake…
but I also don’t want to be invisible…
I don’t want to chase trends…
but I also want results…
I don’t want to sound like everyone else…
but I also don’t know how to sound like ME anymore, or did I ever…
WHO EVEN AM I IN MY CONTENT???
Why does that feel like such a massive question…
Why is this so much deeper than “just posting online”…
Why does this feel like my identity is tied to this…
Because it is.
And that’s fcking terrifying.
Maybe I should just give up…
No… I don’t actually want to give up…
I just want it to fcking WORK.
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And just so we’re crystal fcking clear…
THIS?
This judgy… bitchy… spirally… slightly whack running commentary in your head…
IS NORMAL.
Not cute. Not “high vibe”. Not something peeps tend to admit…
But NORMAL.
The difference isn’t who has these thoughts…
It’s who lets them run the show… and who clocks it… laughs at it… and STILL shows up anyway.
Because those thoughts?
They’re not truth. They’re just noise.
And you don’t build anything powerful listening to noise.
If you’re reading this thinking “OOOFFF… yeah, that’s me”…
If this hit a nerve… GOOD.
Because that means you’re right on the edge of the version of you that stops playing small… and actually LEADS.
you either keep listening to that voice…
or you grow a fcking spine and start using your own.
No more hiding
No more overthinkin
No more blending the EF in.
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Your call.
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OOOOFFFFF I’m calling you out… but you’re not gonna like all of it 😏
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