Support, Silence & What Building Something Online Teaches You
I was going to let this subject go.
But something happened to me the other day that honestly hasn’t happened in a very long time.
I got that knot in my chest again.
The kind that actually hurts.
Real pain.
Years ago, that feeling used to scare me. I would think something was wrong with me physically. I went through tests, doctor appointments, all of it. And over time I started realizing something really important:
Sometimes the body speaks when the emotions don’t.
Because every single time that feeling showed up... it was connected to something I was holding in.
And the other day, after I shared the launch for The Alchemy of Reinvention, there it was again.
I was sitting outside by the pool thinking about support.
Or honestly... the lack of it.
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THE SILENCE PEOPLE DON’T TALK ABOUT
There are different kinds of support in this world.
There’s the kind that surprises you in the best way.
The kind that comes from people who barely know you but somehow see you deeply.
And then there’s the kind that hurts.
The silence.
The crickets.
The people who know something means the world to you... and say absolutely nothing.
And listen, I know social media is “just social media.”
But let’s be real for a second.
Nowadays support can look like something incredibly simple.
A like.
A comment.
A share.
A “proud of you.”
Something.
Especially when we all know people are on their phones all day long. We see it. We all do it.
Social media has everyone’s attention.
So when someone watches quietly for years, sees you trying, sees you building, sees you putting your heart into something... and still never supports you in even the smallest way?
Yeah.
Sometimes that hurts more than we want to admit.
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BUILDING SOMETHING FROM YOUR SOUL
Especially as business owners.
Because building something from your soul is vulnerable.
You’re not just posting a picture.
You’re putting yourself out there to be seen, judged, ignored, misunderstood... all while trying to believe in your vision before the world validates it.
And I think what hurts the most is not even the lack of support itself.
It’s the realization.
The awareness.
The quiet understanding of who claps for you... and who never will.
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DON’T MISS THE PEOPLE WHO DO SHOW UP
But here’s something else I’ve learned.
Do not miss the people who do support you.
Especially the unexpected ones.
The woman who always leaves a kind comment.
The person who shares your work without you asking.
The stranger who sends you a message saying your words helped them.
Those people matter.
A lot.
Sometimes more than the ones we expected it from.
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COMPETITION HAS MADE PEOPLE WEIRD
And the other thing I’ve noticed?
Competition has made people weird.
Especially online.
People compare themselves constantly.
They scroll while questioning their own lives.
They watch other people doing things they secretly wish they had the courage to do.
And instead of supporting... they retreat into silence.
But honestly?
I don’t see other women in my industry as competition.
I really don’t.
I take the time to like their posts.
Comment.
Support them.
Encourage them.
Because I truly believe there is room for all of us.
We are not here to become copies of each other.
We are here to impact people in our own way.
With our own story.
Our own energy.
Our own voice.
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SUPPORT COSTS SO LITTLE
And maybe that’s the point of this entire blog.
Support costs so little.
But it means so much.
You never know what someone is carrying while they’re trying to build something beautiful.
And sometimes the smallest gesture can remind a person not to give up.
Have you ever felt this too?
Like everybody wants attention... but so few people are willing to give it?
Like people want to be seen, celebrated, supported... while quietly withholding that same energy from others?
I don’t know.
Maybe social media made us consume each other more than truly connect with each other.
But I still believe genuine support exists.
And honestly?
The people who know how to genuinely clap for others usually end up building the most beautiful lives themselves.