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You’re not a failure. You’re a masterpiece still in progress -- being compared to finished counterfeits.
That’s the game now, isn’t it?
Social media is the new sermon on the mount, but the mount’s made of filters, shame, and affiliate links.
🧠 “Wake up at 5AM.” 📈 “Start 12 side hustles.” 🏆 “Men, become high-value.” 🌹 “Ladies, know your worth.”
Meanwhile: Your back hurts. Your rent went up. Your kid’s shoes don’t fit anymore. And some $97 PDF life coach has the gall to say you're falling behind because you’re not running an Etsy empire from your hospital bed.
Let’s talk about these gurus. Let’s talk about the Instagram prophets and TikTok shamans telling young women to “reject weak men” while their own DMs are a graveyard of emotional manipulation. Who sell “masculinity” as domination, while hiding a search history full of humiliation kinks and allegations they pray don’t go public.
Let’s talk about the “divine feminine” coaches who seduce broken women with flowery self-help drivel, then steal their trauma, twist it into hashtags, and leave them broke and lovebombed.
Let’s talk about the male “empathy influencers” who villainize men to gain trust from women, only to sleep with their followers and disappear when the scars come back up.
Not coaches. Not healers. Just pimps in yoga pants.
And don’t even get me started on the “financial experts” screaming that if you don’t have $10k in savings by age 30, you’re a failure of a human being.
Meanwhile, you’re over here:
sharing groceries with your sister
praying the car makes it to payday
wondering if the math on skipping dinner checks out
doing the best you f*cking can while eggs cost more than therapy and therapy ain’t covered.
You are not behind. You are not broken. You are not a failure. You are in a war zone with no map, no inheritance, no safety net, and you still show up.
You make beauty out of nothing. You survive like it’s a sport. You bleed with dignity.
And if that’s not the mark of a masterpiece in progress -- Then burn the museum down.
Reblog if you’re done comparing yourself to content creators selling delusion for clicks. Reblog if you’re a living work of art who just hasn’t finished bleeding yet.
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