The Disappearing Phase — Part I

I wanted to disconnect.

To be with myself.

For a period of time.

Because I was already becoming aware and honest with myself that I wasn’t okay. I didn’t feel good.

I told only one person that I was going to do this. Other than that, nobody knew.

What did I notice?

Before this period, some people had become way too comfortable with the access I gave them.

With the good energy and motivation I was sharing, with good intentions and joy, because what I want for myself, I also want for the people close to me.

Slowly, I started getting closer to that period. Slowly, with a gentle fade, I distanced myself from many people, especially from those where I was already investing far too much.

I noticed a few behaviors.

The first one:

“I miss you.”

Okay.

If you miss me, you have my phone number. Why don’t you call?

The second one:

Some people didn’t even send a message asking if I was okay.

The third one:

Very few people ask, “How do you really feel? What are you going through?” (To be fair, two people did.)

Okay.

I understand.

That’s exactly why I don’t judge.

This blog isn’t about that.

It’s about how important it is to love yourself and take care of yourself, because at the end of the day, nobody saves you, especially as a man and especially as an artist.

Before I end Part I, I want to make one thing clear.

This is not criticism.

This is not judgment.

It is simply an observation.

At the end of the day, I have the right to do what I want, write what I want, and share it whenever I want.

The purpose of this blog, besides what I do through music, is to help you, the reader, and to help myself as well.

I know that in 2026, most people would rather watch a 30-second reel.

I don’t care.

I will continue being myself and improving this version of me until the day I die.

So, I’ll see you in Part II soon.