A simple ChatGPT prompt made me cry, and not the happy kind of tears either.
Last night, I was scrolling for content inspiration, feeling that familiar creative block, when I stumbled across a post by Nate on TikTok. He's known for dropping life-changing prompts that you can run in 10 seconds, but this one? This one had me shook.
Let me show you the video
The prompt was simple:
"If you rewrite the story of last week, what's one thing you'll change?"
I thought I was just looking for content ideas. I had no idea I was about to get called out by AI.
I typed the prompt into ChatGPT, expecting some generic response about productivity or time management. Instead, what came back hit me deep.
I stared at my screen.
I knew exactly what "last week" the AI was talking about, even though I never gave it specifics. That decision I kept putting off. That conversation I kept avoiding. That move I knew I needed to make, but kept finding reasons to delay.
The waiting. The second-guessing. The mental loops that kept me stuck while I tried to make everyone else comfortable with my choices.
And here I was just trying to find content ideas…
In which ChatGPT proceeds to ask:
Want me to help turn this into a caption, voiceover, or Substack post?
Now you know I talk to ChatGPT too much if it said Substack. I was already amazed by the first output…shoot, why not?
If I could rewrite the story of last week,
I’d change one thing:
How long I waited to trust my gut.
I knew.
Early on.
Deep down.
But I still sat with it.
Paced with it.
Asked a few people, just to “be sure.”
(I wasn’t unsure—I was uncomfortable with what it might cost me.)
And if I’m being real, I wasn’t looking for advice…
I was hoping someone would co-sign the discomfort so I didn’t have to move.
But the more I waited, the heavier it got.
Eventually, I did what I knew I should’ve done from the jump.
Not because I had all the answers…
but because sitting still started costing more than the risk of moving forward.
So here’s what I’m keeping with me:
My peace doesn’t need permission.
My clarity doesn’t need a consensus.
And movement will always beat another mental loop.
If you’re reading this and feel stuck…
chances are, you already know.
You’re just scared it might shake something.
Good. Let it.
This ain’t about perfect timing.
It’s about making the next week a little less heavy than the last.
That's where the tears came from. Because I felt that. It was true, I was having the same conversations with myself over and over again.
We think waiting is safe. We think gathering more opinions, doing more research, and getting more validation will somehow make the decision easier. But the cost of not trusting yourself compounds daily.
Every day you don't trust your gut is another day you're not living authentically. The crazy thing is I pride myself on being authentic. So even writing this shows me I have more to do.
If you're reading this and feeling stuck, chances are you already know what you need to do. You're just scared it might shake something up.
ChatGPT got me all the way together… shoot, I need to look for content ideas more often.
So I'll leave you with the same prompt that changed my perspective:
If you could rewrite the story of last week, what's one thing you'd change?
Heavy …. Scary …. Liberating 😮💨
Gems!