Welcome — However You Found Your Way Here
The Compulsion to Reach 30 Consistent Days
I didn’t do this to go viral.
I didn’t do this for praise.
I did it because I had a lot to share and I wanted to see if I could do it.
30 days ago, I made a quiet decision:
To show up every day — no matter what happens throughout my day — and write.
Not for perfection or validation — Just to write.
To give myself the space to express what the world often ignores, in my opinion, and share it anyways.
To build something from within the silence and put it out there.
The Early Days: Lighting Candles in the Dark
I started this project with uncertainty; Unsure if anyone would read and if I had enough to say.
But each post, each idea, each sentence was another step forward.
Not toward a finish line — but toward myself.
I began this journey with questions, with frustration, with hunger and anger.
I had something to say, even if it wasn’t always loud or pretty.
Through Trial By Fire
There were days I didn’t want to write.
Days when life pressed down so hard, I wanted to collapse into the ground and stay there.
But I kept writing. Even when it felt like shouting into a void.
Even when I was tired, numb, or raging silently behind the screen.
Not every post was polished. Not every word perfect.
But they were real. And they were mine.
What I’ve Learned (Without Realizing It)
After 30 days, I see it after the fact now:
I’m stronger than I thought — not because I didn’t feel pain, but because I kept going with it. I’m no longer looking to be saved. I’m building my way out. The silence after hitting “publish” doesn’t mean failure — it means space. For breath. For those who might find it later.
The Work Still Matters No Matter Where I Am in Life
I’m still not “free.”
I still work two jobs that breaks my body physically and emotionally.
I still write in the cracks between fatigue and survival.
But now I’ve built something that didn’t exist before.
That’s proof of life. Of my life.
This isn’t the end.
I’m not done.
But I wanted to mark this moment —
To say: I proved to myself that I did this. And I’ll keep going as long as I’m able to.
I’m not trying to glorify this 30 day milestone has been the answer to my problems. It’s not. I’m exhausted, I’m feeling worn down, the voices in my head are screaming at me for how much of a failure I am. However, as much as I don’t believe it myself, I’m too stubborn to not want to see this through. So, seeing this through writing 30 days and nights I go.
For Those Who Wander
Did any part of this sit with you?
If you’ve ever felt the same — or even something close — you’re not alone.
I’d love to hear what came up for you, if you feel like sharing. Whether it’s a quiet “me too,” a story of your own, or just a thought you’ve been holding, the comments are open — and so am I.
No pressure, no performance. Just space
To those reading this — tired, wondering, still searching — this place is for you.
I call it The Stratagem’s Archive — a place to rest, reflect, and remember that your story still matters.
No matter how quiet. No matter how heavy.
You’re welcome here.
You’re Invited
If something here resonates with you:
Leave a comment or share your own experience. Like or Subscribe if you want to follow this journey. Doing so allows people on similar paths to find this space and call it their own too. Or just sit quietly and read. That’s enough, too.
Thank you for walking with me — even for just a moment.
We may not always know where we’re going, but if we’re still writing, still working, still getting up, then we’re still alive.
