Years ago, my spoken poem "You Are Who You've Been Looking For" hit 40 million views in 48 hours. It's now been viewed over 250 million times total—making it one of the most viral poems in history.

Messages flooded my inbox: "Thank you so much. I sent it to my mom, my dad. It changed my life."

But there were other messages too: "I'm not sure if I want to keep living. I just don't know how to love myself. Can you please help me?"

I couldn't.

‍I had no method beyond what I'd put in the poem. That gap—millions of views on a poem about self-love while being unable to help people who needed it—made me feel like the biggest fraud. I spiraled into a deep depression for years.

But I made a decision: If I didn't know how to love myself, I would learn. So I turned my life into a lab. I explored every modality under the sun for hours every single day for years.

There was no magic moment where it all clicked. But little by little, my inner voice softened. I smiled more. The darkness lifted, and I fell in love with myself and my life.

‍Now I help people with more than poems—I give them a path.