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In the NFT space I have seen so many people suffering from fomo and I have had it too. Not fomo for special work, but for being successful, for making it. I mean, that's what we grind for, right? WAGMI, they said. Grinding, whether it's good for us or not. Don't get me wrong, for some it might be great but for some like me it's hell on earth. I became mentally ill, it caused me so much stress that I even became physically ill from it. But why? Well, I thought I wasn't enough, I thought I had to do this, I had to make it, I had to be extraordinary. In that sense it got worse and worse, I fell deeper and deeper. All this because I can't be enough for this space, I can't be in Twitter spaces all day, I can't tweet intellectual texts and awesome photos every damn minute, I can't shill to every tweet I find... I'm tired. I'm tired of seeing so many people fall, I'm tired of seeing myself fall. It has to stop! The other day I read "The Subtle Art of Not Giving a Fuck" and together with my research on emotional stress I decided to not give a fuck. I decided to stop and let it go. I decided to stop trying. That doesn't mean I stop creating or being an artist, it doesn't mean I stop publishing my work and it doesn't mean I stop submitting my work to exhibitions. It means I'm going to distance myself from the 'illusion' that I'm going to make it. I distance myself from the gold rush. And it means that I'm going to continue all this at my own pace. And who knows, maybe one day my bell will ring and it will be the change of my life, but if not, at least I haven't ruined the life I have.

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