From Me, To You
People are weird. We have all sorts of opinions and experiences that shape us, and even our individual perception of the same event can be radically different from another’s.
Vegas pool party? Count me out.
But we do have one major thing in common: we’re all traveling the same Human Journey together. We learn different things. We’re distracted or inspired by different things. We fail at different things.
My talent happens to be sharing stories through film, and my hope is to open our eyes to each other. To allow our hearts and minds to see each other, and make the most of this journey while we have it.
This publication is dedicated strictly to stories that challenge us to re-think our Human Journey, how those stories came about, and why I decided to tell them.
So to start, I’d like to share my journey.
12 years ago in college, I had a rough time. I saw people partying irresponsibly, being selfish, treating each other poorly — and it got to me. After the first two years I lost my faith in people, and decided to just ‘get through it’ by doing the bare minimum to get by (thank you Economics degree).
But it turns out the cost of self-imposed isolation is that you forget how to interact with people. You can’t read social queues. You have zero interest in reading social queues. Without other people, I gave up.
I graduated college two years later, broken and lost.
When I came home, I was in a dark place. And while I couldn’t find the value or direction on my journey, my parents did two very smart things.
First, my Dad proved to me I could do something. He offered me a job at his company (note: ‘offered’ is a loose term and leveraged lodging as an incentive), which forced me to stay busy with projects, traveling, and learning new skills such as coding, project management, and filmmaking.
Second, my Mom was simply there. A lot of people don’t know what to say when someone is struggling, but I learned that you don’t really have to say anything at all. Talk if you want to talk, or not. It doesn’t matter. Just be there.
Combined, this gave me some time to reflect on college, and why it went so poorly. Why did I hate it so much? At first I blamed other people, blamed humanity, blamed selfishness — but as months went on, a light-bulb went off.
It was me.
It turns out that whole ‘getting through it’ turned out to be one of the most painful but valuable lessons of my life. I learned that if you’re ‘getting through it’, you’re missing every opportunity, every experience that life has to offer.
Now this doesn’t mean it can’t suck. Life sucks a lot of the time. But anytime you’re just ‘getting through it,’ you may as well hit fast-forward on life and get to the next step. But guess what? Hit fast-forward enough, and you end up dead.
This took me 2 years of pain, and 1.5 years of soul-searching to learn.
What To Do
Ironically, I also learned that I believed people and relationships are the meaning of life to me. Without them, what kind of success can you have? Who can you share success with? Who can you share ideas with? Sorrows with?
So I wanted to reach people. I wanted to reach as many people as I could, because I’ll be damned if I let more people go through what I did if I could help it.
I remembered in college I had watched the full 26 episodes of an anime show called “Cowboy Bebop,” where at the end I just sat there and cried. For hours. The story arc was so tragic and beautiful, it moved me, and got me through one of my harder moments in life.
It was about this time I realized the real power of film. That you can share something more deeper than words alone — you can share a human experience.