I genuinely feel so alone right now.
Not just alone—I feel like I’m wasting everything. Time. Money. Resources. All of it poured into this investment I’m making into Cver AI, and today, nothing feels like it’s working.
This is one of those days. The kind where you step back and really look at what you’re doing, and the reflection is brutal. No matter what I try, nothing seems to move forward. And the hardest part? There’s no external help. Zero.
Have I ever had external help in my life? Real, tangible support? When I say external help, I mean financially. The answer is no.
No one cares.
No one cares to listen. No one cares to notice. No one bothers to find out how I’m even managing to pull this off day after day. No one offers to help create value by investing. The ones above me—the people who could mentor me, who’ve already walked this path—they don’t reach out.
I exist in this void. Building. Struggling. Alone.
I don’t know how my peers do it. I see others building their startups, and I wonder: is it this hard for them too? Or am I missing something fundamental?
This is brutal. I really want to be successful in this. The desire burns in me every single day. But the difficulty? It’s crushing.
I don’t know what the next months will bring. I don’t have a crystal ball. I don’t have certainty. But I do know one thing with absolute clarity: I’m not giving up.
My biggest hope—my prayer, really—is that the next time I sit down to write, it’s different. That I’m writing about how it finally worked. How all these preparations I’ve been making led to an opportunity, and I seized it. How the pieces finally clicked into place.
That’s what keeps me going.
Because this morning, as I write this, I’m broken. More broken than I’ve ever been by any heartbreak, any disappointment, any failure. This cuts deeper.
I don’t feel good. The weight is almost unbearable.
And yet, no one knows. Maybe no one is even reading this.
But I’m putting it out there anyway. Because someone needs to say it: building something from nothing, with nothing, is hard. It’s lonely. It hurts.
If you’re reading this and you’re in a similar place—know that you’re not alone in feeling alone.
God help us all.