Westenberg began as a late-night blog initiation transformed into a platform emphasizing authenticity in writing. After a departure from writing, frustration with superficial content prompted the author to express genuine thoughts. Despite initial lack of recognition, meaningful feedback emerged, leading to a loyal following. The decision to reject a lucrative job for creative freedom cost financial stability but reinforced commitment to personal storytelling. The platform became a sanctuary for those seeking authenticity, revealing that many resonate with the need for genuine connection in a crowded space.
I kept writing. Kept trying. Sometimes the posts bombed. Sometimes they caught fire. But I swore early on that I'd rather say something weird and true than something polished and empty.
I wanted to keep telling mine. And that decision cost me thousands of dollars I didn't really have. Some months I barely made rent.
Every screen is an open window to a thousand other people trying to matter. There are more opinions than people, more products than problems, more performance than presence.
That first post got zero claps. The second maybe thirty. But a few months later, a stranger emailed to say they had printed it out and taped it to their wall.
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