The time has finally come

I’ve spent the last few months realizing that I don’t actually share most of what goes on in my head. Instead, I’ve let my social media persona do the talking, letting people believe that’s the sum total of who I am. If I’m being real for a second, that version of me feels pretty shallow compared to the reality.


I see it in people's reactions when they meet me in person. They’re usually surprised because I’m not the "fuck boy" they expected from my feed. I’m actually the opposite.


Don't get me wrong, the fitness and the "spicy" side of my content is authentic and fun, but it’s just a fragment of the whole. It’s my own fault for hiding the rest of myself in the shadow of a curated image.


So, I’ve decided to start journaling again, but this time I’m taking it public. I want to show what’s actually going on in the mind of an everyday guy trying to get a handle on life. I’m done with the rat race and I’m working toward a more stable, remote lifestyle where I can actually live out my dreams.


At 32, my main goal is to travel again, which means I need to build an online business or find a remote role that fits.


I know these markets are saturated. Sometimes it feels impossible to break through. But I still believe it’s doable if I stay consistent and bring something to the table that only I can offer.


Here’s to that mission and my first journal post of the year. Public, for everyone to see.

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