quick reflection.

I’ve never believed in perfect neutrality. The moment you care about anything—politics, culture, people—you’re already shaped by it. I’m no exception.

And if I’m honest, I’ve said things online I wish I hadn’t. Quick posts, dumb IG-story reactions, Facebook comments from years ago. I still think about one in particular: I cracked a joke about gun control after Parkland. It was careless and cheap, and it’s stuck with me ever since. Lately, I’ve been trying to slow down, think before I talk, and actually live by the principles I say I care about. i’m trying to live with Less impulse, and more clarity.

The space I’m building now isn’t about pretending I’ve always gotten it right. It’s a line in the sand, and a decision to show up better than I have in the past. it’s also a handshake. A small offer of unity in a moment where everyone seems ready to tear each other apart. People can disagree. They should. But the dehumanizing stuff—that rising tide of hate from every direction—is where I’m done participating.

If I can help create even a tiny corner where people talk in good faith and remember each other’s humanity, then I’m moving in the right direction.

That’s all this is. A course correction. A reflection. And an honest attempt to be better than the guy who fired off those old posts.