I just opened a note from June and literally did not recognize my own voice.
Like, I had to scroll up to check if it was actually me who wrote it or if I'd accidentally copied something from someone's ChatGPT caption generator.
Turns out? It was me. Just... performing someone else's version of what a "professional coach" should sound like.
June-July was wild. I was in the thick of lithium adjustments, tracking symptoms on a spreadsheet like a little productivity goblin, thinking I was just documenting when I was actually in crisis. The hospital happened. Then I started using a journaling app instead of spreadsheets and something shifted. I began writing instead of logging. Feeling instead of measuring.
But my content? Still sounded like it came off an assembly line.
126 posts. I counted them. And honestly? Any coach with a ChatGPT account could've written them. Same "if it's not X, it's Y" framing. Same movie trailer openers. Same three-point frameworks. Same vague pep talk endings that sound supportive but mean absolutely nothing.
I was so busy trying to look like I had my shit together that I forgot the whole reason people were even finding me was because I didn't have my shit together. I was just honest about it.
So I started pulling from my actual journal entries instead of trying to sound smart. Writing like I talk to my friends instead of like I'm giving a TED talk. Using my real messy moments instead of polished metaphors.
Turns out when you stop performing and just... exist... people can actually feel you.
My Skool community went from 6 people to 23 with 79% engagement in less than a month. Not because I cracked some algorithm. Because I stopped sounding like a caption machine and started sounding like a person who's also figuring this out.
Messy healing is still healing. And apparently, messy content is still content. Who knew. π€·ββοΈ
Anyway if you're out here creating stuff and it feels like it could've been written by anyone, maybe that's your sign to write something that could only come from you. Even if it's weird. Especially if it's weird.
The people who need it will feel it.
(Also if anyone else has done the "open old notes and cringe" experience please tell me I'm not alone in this π
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