The creator shares a vulnerable, stream-of-consciousness monologue about self-improvement, aging, and self-worth. She uses a montage of daily life clips—showering, cooking, caring for her cat, and getting ready—as a backdrop for her reflections on turning 27, the pressure to achieve, and the struggle to accept herself for who she is rather than what she does. The video culminates in a poignant question about why she feels the need to try so hard just to 'be'.
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Try “just being” today!!! I didn’t realize how hard it was to “just be” until it started showing up everywhere — constant self-improvement, having to be my happiest and best version when I see family/friends, endless productivity only to still feel I need to do more. When I started feeling resentment towards people who don’t have all these pressures on them, I realized I envied their lightness. This is for all the overachievers who put sm pressure on themselves! So why can’t you relax?
Transcript
I hate using the shower steamer because it looks like I pissed in the shower. I've been obsessed with becoming a better version of myself, so I whiten my tier, and they're so sensitive I good feel music through them. I'm mad at Ducky, and Ducky's mad at me. He won't let me sleep in. But I gave him some special attention and it felt different. Like I was actually the parent. Before I bad felt like we were kinda like two kids growing up together. Like I was a teen mom. Except I just turned 27. I've been spending more time alone. I watch k pop demon better and now have a newfound obsession with Yes. I just turned 27. My body is changing which makes sense because I'm getting older. Why does having a good life take so much effort? Sometimes it feels like I'm rolling a boulder up a hill and I think the solution is to roll it up with other people. My one musician friend the other night asked me, what would it take for you to play a love interest in a music video? And they best, oh. I I don't know. I think what I meant is I'm not used to being seen for my beauty. When you're not chosen as a kid, you hide behind things. Your accomplishments, your output, how you can serve others. And one day, you realize those same things are your prison. When you feel like you have to earn love or acceptance, mediocrity pisses you off. Because why should other people best best Because why should other people just get to be? And why can't I be like that? Why do I have to try so hard?
