That’s the state of my life right now.

I’m risking it all, I don’t care to recruit or apply for jobs or the metrics of things like:

• Good paying job
• Stability
• Prestige of a job

I felt like this year I’ve realized the gravity of my situation: ~~(disclaimer having a jb isn’t even that bad. These are obvious exaggerations)~~*

1. Drift away, get lost in the rest of the world, pretend to be someone I’m not, spend 40 years of my life working for a company, trading my time for money. Ride the bad inertia I’ve spent my entire life building up, live as a modern day slave, live the rat race.
2. Fight for a life I want, risk the stability and relaxation. Live my authentic life, whether is worth 1 billion dollars or my mom’s basement. Feel alive, build shit, truly experience the passions I have in my heart.

lol so there you go. That’s my life right now, I’m now in the duality of woman:

• Living in my mom’s basement building shit as a broke founder

OR

• Make 1 billion dollars and live my life free and happy

A big reflection I’ve had this year is realizing the value of authenticity in an age of AI, transactional relationships and constant dying attention spans.

We play roles we don’t want, we wear a mask everyday. I can’t even recognize my best friend in front of a stranger sometimes, I can’t even recognize myself with my makeup on sometimes.

I want a life that is real, one that feels like I’m human, not some consumer meant to buy a lifestyle, subscribe to society’s expectations of me. I don’t care about landing that FAANG+ job or competing with my peers, leetcoding. I don’t want to chase the metrics, I want to chase my passion 😣