D-LOG 001: The Inheritance

man, it’s been a journey.
i don’t know where to begin.
maybe i’ll start with where i left off.

The Dolla Project has grown with me.
7 years in, and what started as a platform to showcase others
has evolved into a mirror that forced me to see myself.

i became the artist.
the one-woman production team.
the tech genius.
the soul in solitude building empires nobody could see yet.

people saw me as bigger than i saw myself.
and that’s what led me to meet my shadow.

i thought knowing yourself meant saying “i know myself.”
i thought alignment was catching angel numbers and hearing your favorite song play on the radio.
but nah.
it’s the hard conversations. the ego deaths.
the tears behind boundaries and the ache of growing into truth.

i had to separate from the one who knew me most
because their mirror showed me too much.
too clear.
too soon.

and so i grieved the life i thought i’d have by now.
i went dark.
i disappeared.
i got lost.
so i could rise and say:

“i’m ready now. I am ready to receive my inheritance.”

i’ve tried to run.
started other businesses, stacked up money, distracted myself.
but the dolla project wouldn’t leave.
my soul stayed loud in silence.

this platform was always sacred.
a soul mission.
a coded map god placed in my heart —
not just to express myself, but to show others what it looks like
to do the same.
loudly.
awkwardly.
divinely.

every phase mattered.
every rebrand was medicine.
and even when i wasn’t proud of it, the dolla project never abandoned me.

this is the first entry of the d-log.
but it’s not a restart.
it’s a return.