I like to call these, social experiments.
Maybe I’m reading too much into it… but because I know you lot, I also know exactly what happened. I dropped the words “call out” and half of you ran for the hills. 😂 Cute, really. People read in-between chaos and they get excited. That post alone jumped from 3 readers to 14 out of no where. Y’all are actually funny.
But here’s the twist—I’m not mad. I’m excited. Whoever needed the confirmation about whether I had won or not? Well, you just got it. Not in the way you expected, but in a way that gave you something to laugh about, or gossip about, or chew on for a little while. You’re welcome.
See, that’s the fun of this whole experiment—I’m showing you only what I want you to see. I keep some blanks on purpose. You fill them in. You spin your stories. You make assumptions. But let me be real with you: if the jackpot had come in already, doors would’ve been closed. They’re open until they’re not.
I know some of you want this way of thinking for yourselves. You want the mindset, the energy, the gold. But here’s the truth—you won’t get it just by reading fragments of me online. What I write here? It’s only a fracture of the real thing. Scraps, if you like. And yes, sure—scraps of gold can still be melted into something valuable. But why settle for a bar of gold, when you could have the source of gold itself?
I’ve never been scared to reach out when I see something interesting. That’s how I attract the best for myself—I put myself on the line. Yet when I look around, I see so many followers. People watching from the sidelines. People running when the words hit too close. Where are the self-leaders? Where are the ones who want real ascension and real connection with self?
Don’t get me wrong—I’m not scary. I don’t bite. It only hurts if the truth hurts. And truth, as they say, will set you free—though first it might piss you off. That’s not me being mean, that’s just me being real. I don’t sugar coat, but I do hold compassion, empathy, and a deep curiosity about whoever’s still reading these words.
So let me flip it back to you:
What drives you to keep coming back?
What are you learning here?
What are these words triggering in you?
If you’ve followed me this far, clearly you’re looking for something. So why not be bold enough to ask?
Let’s see who’s really thirsty, and who’s just sipping from the sidelines.
Reach out: susan_ndinga@shshumanfirst.com
(Or if that bill doesn’t get paid in time—plan B: susanndinga18@gmail.com)


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