📓 Thursday, May 14, 2026 — 7:25 p.m.
💬 Question
What’s a moment where you realized you were surviving… but not really living?
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I am sitting in my dimly lit studio.
Only the standing light to my right on.
Set to 20%.
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Alien videos on YouTube.
Si No Te Hubieras Ido by Maná playing.
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And I think that’s when I realized it.
Maybe not fully.
But enough.
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I had been surviving.
Not really living.
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But how do you even know you’re surviving…
when you have no other reference for how life is supposed to feel?
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All I ever heard was:
“Move.”
“Hurry.”
“Get on it.”
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That was my programming.
My software was stuck on that operating system.
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Then I sat there with my eyes closed.
In tears.
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“Why does my life suck?”
“Why do I suck?”
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And then my mind went somewhere else.
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Me as a little kid.
Seven or eight years old.
Bowl haircut.
Sitting at the kitchen table.
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Drawing cartoon characters from my Fruity Pebbles cereal box.
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Nothing in my mind.
No pressure.
No future.
No fear.
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Just focus.
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The day would fly.
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Then life happened.
Like it happens to all of us.
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And maybe the way back starts with one question:
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Are you happy?
And if not…
why?
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Then follow the answer with action.
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💬 Reader question
When did you realize you were surviving more than actually living?
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If this felt real… I write moments like this.
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