I recently came across a reel where someone asked ChatGPT what the most important question would be if you had only one left. The response was simple: “Did I see?”

That question stayed with me.
Did I see the sunrise?
Did I see the trees?
Did I see my family?
Did I see the moments that mattered while they were happening?
When I sit with that question honestly, I realize how often I’ve been chasing something — reaching, desiring, searching — instead of just being. Instead of seeing.
I’m still learning. I’m still growing. And now I’m using social media as a place for connection, not performance. Ideally, yes, it would be meaningful to receive financial support from people who resonate with what I share — not because I want fame, but because abundance allows freedom. I don’t want stardom or idolization. That kind of attention feels heavy and misplaced. Being projected onto as something people only know through a screen doesn’t feel authentic to me.
I’m just a human who has lived for 47 years.
I’ve had highs and lows — and some very deep lows. I’ve spent years lost in substances, alcohol, and cycles of loneliness. I’ve felt like I didn’t belong anywhere. I searched for connection through relationships, believing that partnership, family, or validation would fill what felt missing inside me.
Looking back, I see that I didn’t really know who I was or where I was going. What I was truly searching for was validation — and that search became an endless maze.
Eventually, I reached a plateau. I spent long stretches alone — not by choice at first, but by circumstance. And in that stillness, I began to reflect. I started reading, listening, learning from others — through friendships, relationships, and shared wisdom.
That’s when something shifted.
I began to understand that my entire world is experienced through how I think and feel. Changing the way I think and feel has been one of the hardest things I’ve ever done — and also one of the most meaningful. It’s ongoing. It’s not perfect. But it’s real.
What I’m learning now is that life is constantly offering itself to me. The work isn’t controlling it — it’s processing it. Embracing it. Allowing myself to actually see it.
I don’t want to live in competition with others. I don’t want to argue, attack, or divide over ideas when I believe most of us are trying to come from a place of love in our own way. It’s painful to watch how often we can’t think differently without becoming aggressive — usually because we haven’t found peace within ourselves yet.
That’s where I am.
I’m walking this world simply trying to live, see, and enjoy my life — in peace.
Not chasing.
Not proving.
Just being here, and finally learning to see.