Ready. Raring. Slightly like… where the effers’ do I even START because the list is LISTING big time. There are 40+ DMs sat there blinking at me. I reckon 1,000+ notifications gulp. Will I get to the bottom of those? Absolutely not a tofu sausage. Do I need to? Also absolutely not sir. DUHing… But before I go downhill get a mini Mimi stress on thinking “must do everything immediately because I care and I’m human and HELLO over-responsibility,” I did the first thing that actually matters heaps I breathed. Not in a woo-woo way. Just in a… pause, woman… kinda way… And I reminded myself how fricken GRATEFUL I am to even HAVE this hmmm “problem.” I get to run businesses online. I get to connect with EPIC HUMANS all over the world (HELLO, you reading this). I get to write emails. I get to create content. I get to support. I get to listen. I get to learn. I get to build things that didn’t exist before. So the first shift was simple but powerful AF. 🐥 SHIFT ONE – IT’S NOT A TO-DO LIST. IT’S A GET-TO-DO LIST 🔥 I don’t call it a to-do list anymore. Because that feels heavy AF. Obligation. Meh. It’s a GET-TO-DO list. I get to reply to you. I get to build connection. I get to show up. I get to create. That one tiny but mighty language shift changes my whole energy. DUH. Words matter. (I mean… have you met me b4) Instead of “ugh, 40 DMs,” it becomes “oh wow, 40 humans who took time to message me.” That hits different. 🐥 SHIFT TWO – SMALL CLUMPS, NOT MANIC MESS. If I look at everything at once, my brain goes into mild eek, what's going on here, then, oooffff mode. So instead of trying to clear the mountain, I chunk it. 20 minutes DMs. 20 minutes notifications. 20 minutes new connections. 20 minutes content. 20 minutes client work. Small clumps. Timed. Intentional. Done. BOOM-shaka-laka (BOOM) 💥 Because well, overwhelm often isn’t about volume. It’s about vagueness stuff. When it’s all spiralling like a [hmm, insert analogy here, cannot think of one], it feels impossible-ish. When it’s structured, it feels doable. TOTES different vibe, hey?

I’ve been sitting with the word COMMUNITY lately, like actually sitting with it, turning it over, poking it, side-eyeing it, because everyone and their dog uses it but hardly anyone talks about what it REALLY means. My brain kinda did that thing where it goes quiet for a second and then goes, “oh… OH… HELLO THERE. BARARA.”(that is my brain btw, yes I am weird, yes I am owning it) Community ain’t a platform. It sure ain’t a feature. It ain’t a strategy. It ain’t something you slap a name on and hope people behave nicely inside it. Mwah It’s a feeling. An internal hearty body-thing. A human thing. A “do I feel safe enough to be myself here?” thingy And when it’s missing, everything else feels HARD AF. (that’s the meh part) HERE ARE MY MIND BREAKDOWNS AKA THE PINGALINGS 💡 → BREAKING THE WORD OPEN (LIGHT BULB MOMENT) If you actually break the word down, it’s COMMON + UNITY. COMMON, as in shared ground. Shared experiences. Shared fears. Shared “is it just me that has a name for my brain?” (hmm do not answer that lol 😝) thoughts UNITY, as in togetherness, not sameness. Not everyone agreeing. Not everyone doing the same thing. Just choosing to stand together anyway. That’s it. That’s the root. That’s the OG meaning before marketing got its marketing mitts on it. Humans didn’t gather because it was pretty and cute. We gathered because it was how we survived. We needed each other to eat, to build, to grieve, to celebrate, to make sense of the world. Our bodies still remember that, even if our calendars and apps have made us forget it. → HOW COMMON + UNITY IS ACTUALLY BUILT (NOT THE FLUFFY VERSION — I SAVE THAT FOR DOGS + LOTS OF THEM) 🐾 Here’s what actually builds it, and this is basically my entire OBSESSION in life and business, HELLO. Someone says the thing out loud that everyone else is quietly thinking but hasn’t had the guts to say yet. A wobble. A doubt. A “this feels off but I don’t know why.”And suddenly ten people go, “OH MY DOG, SAME.” That’s COMMON ground right there.

I’m just going to say it as it is… I’ve spent YEARS with my skin going up and down. Years. Trying things. Not trying things. Stress. Hormones. Life. And I finally got to a place where I’m actually happy. It is what it is. So please, nobody come at me with advice. Try this. Try that. Have you thought about this cream, this supplement, this whatever. That is NOT what this is about. My skin is my skin. I fully accept it. It’s a combination of things. And right now, it is SO much better than what it was. So, so much better. I’m genuinely happy in myself. I’ve done a LOT of work on loving myself as I am.I love my quirks.I love my weirdness. My tattoos my piercings are my little bits of jewellery on my body and my face. I’m all for them. I love tattoos and piercings on other people, and yes, I love the piercings on my own face too. And then… to put a post out and have seven vile, disgusting men all hype each other up for absolutely NO FUCKING REASON with nasty remarks like this. Honestly? Very sad.Very, very sad people. And here’s the bit that hurts… It takes me straight back to my childhood. Being bullied. Being picked on just for being small. Literally for being small. That was enough back then. And it pulls that feeling right back up. So yeah, I’m feeling RAW right now. Really raw. I don’t want sympathy. I’m not asking for it. I want to expose this kind of behaviour. Yes, I’m bitter about it. Because nasty people are FUCKING NASTY and the world does not need more of this shit. If you know me, you know one of my mottos in life is “may all beings be happy.” Humans. Animals. Everything. Kindness is such a simple act. And when someone can’t even manage that, it genuinely breaks my heart. So I’m calling it out.I’m saying it as it is.I’m not polishing this. I’m feeling very raw and very vulnerable right now. BE KIND - that’s all ❤️ shared here on FB

Now I will say I try not to take this personally, and part of me does not... but I hate NASTY people, full stop... I know they obvs are miserable fckers and have their own stuff going on, I get it... We all do, hey But to write this nasty shit on my FB ads, when its not even targeting men, i HAVE NO IDEA where and how they got here... They do not know me, and judging me the way they all look tells me more about them Yes, it kinda sucks and hurts, but mostly I am sad that people in this world think it's okay... I am not looking for sympathy, and defo not to give them back anything... no no no... no response is best in my case, but if anyone wants to pop on the reel and share your kind words, some love and joy, then go for it here - https://www.facebook.com/reel/837404382381868

On Monday I opened a 7-DAY FREE TRIAL for a community of mine. I’ve never done a free trial before, not sure I’ll ever do one again, but this week (7th–12th) I’m using it very intentionally as a data + learning week. Day one, a few people jumped in. Since then, it’s gone a bit flat. What’s interesting though is that people are still looking — I can see from the data that eyeballs are landing on the About page, but they’re not clicking into the free trial. So I’d totes love some honest, outside perspective… Here’s the About page 👉 https://www.skool.com/unstoppable/about I’m not looking to be coached, fixed, or told what to do. I’m just curious what this looks like from the outside in… If you were looking at this page, what would be the reason you WOULD NOT jump in? Is it not clear what it is? Is it just not your jam? Does the $1 feel like a barrier even with a free trial? Is it a “looks interesting but not right now” thing? There’s no right or wrong answer. I’m just trying to understand the gap between interest and action, because that’s where the gold is. Appreciate any thoughts you’re willing to share. And if you don’t have any, also obvv totes fine I’m just gathering real data this week and thought I’d ask real HUMANS rather than guess in my head. Thank you BSS 🖤