#drop0715 — №3
Q: Who died within you so you could become who you are now?
A: A good Baptist girl.
She played the violin, served, and dreamed of what she was told to want: marriage, three bio children, two adopted, a life behind a husband.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #deconstruction
Q: Who died within you so you could become who you are now?
A: A good Baptist girl.
She played the violin, served, and dreamed of what she was told to want: marriage, three bio children, two adopted, a life behind a husband.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #deconstruction
May 7, 2025 at 10:05 AM
#drop0715 — №3
Q: Who died within you so you could become who you are now?
A: A good Baptist girl.
She played the violin, served, and dreamed of what she was told to want: marriage, three bio children, two adopted, a life behind a husband.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #deconstruction
Q: Who died within you so you could become who you are now?
A: A good Baptist girl.
She played the violin, served, and dreamed of what she was told to want: marriage, three bio children, two adopted, a life behind a husband.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #deconstruction
#drop0715 — №8
Q: When did you feel something inside you die—without tragedy?
A: February 5th, 2025.
I woke up and felt that the part of me that kept circling the past and asking “why me?” was gone.
Just like that — no grief, no noise. Only clarity.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #release
Q: When did you feel something inside you die—without tragedy?
A: February 5th, 2025.
I woke up and felt that the part of me that kept circling the past and asking “why me?” was gone.
Just like that — no grief, no noise. Only clarity.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #release
May 20, 2025 at 8:05 AM
#drop0715 — №8
Q: When did you feel something inside you die—without tragedy?
A: February 5th, 2025.
I woke up and felt that the part of me that kept circling the past and asking “why me?” was gone.
Just like that — no grief, no noise. Only clarity.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #release
Q: When did you feel something inside you die—without tragedy?
A: February 5th, 2025.
I woke up and felt that the part of me that kept circling the past and asking “why me?” was gone.
Just like that — no grief, no noise. Only clarity.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #release
#drop0715 — №65
Q: What do you keep doing—even though you know it’s hurting you?
A: I drink energy drinks.
They don’t even give me energy.
It’s not a grown woman’s drink.
It’s not a coping strategy.
It’s not smart.
Q: What do you keep doing—even though you know it’s hurting you?
A: I drink energy drinks.
They don’t even give me energy.
It’s not a grown woman’s drink.
It’s not a coping strategy.
It’s not smart.
August 13, 2025 at 7:39 PM
#drop0715 — №65
Q: What do you keep doing—even though you know it’s hurting you?
A: I drink energy drinks.
They don’t even give me energy.
It’s not a grown woman’s drink.
It’s not a coping strategy.
It’s not smart.
Q: What do you keep doing—even though you know it’s hurting you?
A: I drink energy drinks.
They don’t even give me energy.
It’s not a grown woman’s drink.
It’s not a coping strategy.
It’s not smart.
#drop0715 — №64
Q: Which part of your body became a symbol of survival?
A: The pinky on my left hand.
The only physical mark from a moment of unconscious self-harm.
Q: Which part of your body became a symbol of survival?
A: The pinky on my left hand.
The only physical mark from a moment of unconscious self-harm.
August 11, 2025 at 7:56 PM
#drop0715 — №64
Q: Which part of your body became a symbol of survival?
A: The pinky on my left hand.
The only physical mark from a moment of unconscious self-harm.
Q: Which part of your body became a symbol of survival?
A: The pinky on my left hand.
The only physical mark from a moment of unconscious self-harm.
#drop0715 — №59
Q: What do you love about yourself—even though society disapproves?
A: My coldness.
The way I can shut down and move forward without asking for permission.
How I choose to be ruthless with myself — but honest.
Q: What do you love about yourself—even though society disapproves?
A: My coldness.
The way I can shut down and move forward without asking for permission.
How I choose to be ruthless with myself — but honest.
August 5, 2025 at 7:03 PM
#drop0715 — №59
Q: What do you love about yourself—even though society disapproves?
A: My coldness.
The way I can shut down and move forward without asking for permission.
How I choose to be ruthless with myself — but honest.
Q: What do you love about yourself—even though society disapproves?
A: My coldness.
The way I can shut down and move forward without asking for permission.
How I choose to be ruthless with myself — but honest.
#drop0715 — №58
Q: What desire haunts you like an obsession?
A: The desire to die.
It follows me—no matter what state I’m in.
Even on medication.
Even when things are okay.
Q: What desire haunts you like an obsession?
A: The desire to die.
It follows me—no matter what state I’m in.
Even on medication.
Even when things are okay.
August 4, 2025 at 7:33 PM
#drop0715 — №58
Q: What desire haunts you like an obsession?
A: The desire to die.
It follows me—no matter what state I’m in.
Even on medication.
Even when things are okay.
Q: What desire haunts you like an obsession?
A: The desire to die.
It follows me—no matter what state I’m in.
Even on medication.
Even when things are okay.
#drop0715 — №57
Q: When did you realize: no one’s going to give me power—I’m taking it?
A: I was around 20.
I ran an entire summer camp like a director—handled everything from logistics to crisis calls.
But the official “director” was a man.
Q: When did you realize: no one’s going to give me power—I’m taking it?
A: I was around 20.
I ran an entire summer camp like a director—handled everything from logistics to crisis calls.
But the official “director” was a man.
August 3, 2025 at 8:13 PM
#drop0715 — №57
Q: When did you realize: no one’s going to give me power—I’m taking it?
A: I was around 20.
I ran an entire summer camp like a director—handled everything from logistics to crisis calls.
But the official “director” was a man.
Q: When did you realize: no one’s going to give me power—I’m taking it?
A: I was around 20.
I ran an entire summer camp like a director—handled everything from logistics to crisis calls.
But the official “director” was a man.
#drop0715 — №56
Q: Where did you want to stay—but realized you weren’t welcome?
A: I just wanted a home.
But even in my father's house, even when I moved in with my mother later—
it never felt like home.
Q: Where did you want to stay—but realized you weren’t welcome?
A: I just wanted a home.
But even in my father's house, even when I moved in with my mother later—
it never felt like home.
August 1, 2025 at 7:36 PM
#drop0715 — №56
Q: Where did you want to stay—but realized you weren’t welcome?
A: I just wanted a home.
But even in my father's house, even when I moved in with my mother later—
it never felt like home.
Q: Where did you want to stay—but realized you weren’t welcome?
A: I just wanted a home.
But even in my father's house, even when I moved in with my mother later—
it never felt like home.
#drop0715 — №55
Q: Which of your habits isn’t a whim—but a manifesto of who you are?
A: Wearing headphones. Almost always.
It’s not about hiding from the world.
It’s how I tune in to my own signal.
Q: Which of your habits isn’t a whim—but a manifesto of who you are?
A: Wearing headphones. Almost always.
It’s not about hiding from the world.
It’s how I tune in to my own signal.
July 31, 2025 at 7:25 PM
#drop0715 — №55
Q: Which of your habits isn’t a whim—but a manifesto of who you are?
A: Wearing headphones. Almost always.
It’s not about hiding from the world.
It’s how I tune in to my own signal.
Q: Which of your habits isn’t a whim—but a manifesto of who you are?
A: Wearing headphones. Almost always.
It’s not about hiding from the world.
It’s how I tune in to my own signal.
#drop0715 — №54
Q: What moment gave you the right to be bold—forever?
A: The moment I realized my parents didn’t love me just because I was born.
They only started to, much later—and even then, in a way I could never quite recognize as love.
That realization didn’t break me.
It set me free.
Q: What moment gave you the right to be bold—forever?
A: The moment I realized my parents didn’t love me just because I was born.
They only started to, much later—and even then, in a way I could never quite recognize as love.
That realization didn’t break me.
It set me free.
July 30, 2025 at 8:20 PM
#drop0715 — №54
Q: What moment gave you the right to be bold—forever?
A: The moment I realized my parents didn’t love me just because I was born.
They only started to, much later—and even then, in a way I could never quite recognize as love.
That realization didn’t break me.
It set me free.
Q: What moment gave you the right to be bold—forever?
A: The moment I realized my parents didn’t love me just because I was born.
They only started to, much later—and even then, in a way I could never quite recognize as love.
That realization didn’t break me.
It set me free.
#drop0715 — №53
Q: What moment made you realize: I am the storm, not the weather?
A: It hit me when I heard a man backed off from hitting on my mother—because he was afraid of my stare.
He had served nearly 18 years in prison for rape and murder.
Q: What moment made you realize: I am the storm, not the weather?
A: It hit me when I heard a man backed off from hitting on my mother—because he was afraid of my stare.
He had served nearly 18 years in prison for rape and murder.
July 29, 2025 at 7:05 PM
#drop0715 — №53
Q: What moment made you realize: I am the storm, not the weather?
A: It hit me when I heard a man backed off from hitting on my mother—because he was afraid of my stare.
He had served nearly 18 years in prison for rape and murder.
Q: What moment made you realize: I am the storm, not the weather?
A: It hit me when I heard a man backed off from hitting on my mother—because he was afraid of my stare.
He had served nearly 18 years in prison for rape and murder.
#drop0715 — №52
Q: What part of you will live on—even if you’re forgotten?
A: The thought that I did everything I could — without destroying myself.
Q: What part of you will live on—even if you’re forgotten?
A: The thought that I did everything I could — without destroying myself.
July 28, 2025 at 7:58 PM
#drop0715 — №52
Q: What part of you will live on—even if you’re forgotten?
A: The thought that I did everything I could — without destroying myself.
Q: What part of you will live on—even if you’re forgotten?
A: The thought that I did everything I could — without destroying myself.
#drop0715 — №51
Q: Which ‘impossible’ are you planning to rewrite on your own terms?
A: Building a business like a series.
With a pre-written script, story arcs, and a planned finale.
Not just scaling — storytelling. Not just profit — prophecy.
#quietbuild #sotnichenko #lunaria #storybasedbusiness
Q: Which ‘impossible’ are you planning to rewrite on your own terms?
A: Building a business like a series.
With a pre-written script, story arcs, and a planned finale.
Not just scaling — storytelling. Not just profit — prophecy.
#quietbuild #sotnichenko #lunaria #storybasedbusiness
July 27, 2025 at 6:59 PM
#drop0715 — №51
Q: Which ‘impossible’ are you planning to rewrite on your own terms?
A: Building a business like a series.
With a pre-written script, story arcs, and a planned finale.
Not just scaling — storytelling. Not just profit — prophecy.
#quietbuild #sotnichenko #lunaria #storybasedbusiness
Q: Which ‘impossible’ are you planning to rewrite on your own terms?
A: Building a business like a series.
With a pre-written script, story arcs, and a planned finale.
Not just scaling — storytelling. Not just profit — prophecy.
#quietbuild #sotnichenko #lunaria #storybasedbusiness
#drop0715 — №50
Q: What do you keep in mind like a strategist—when others are in panic?
A: A 15-year plan.
Well, not just a schematic—it's more like a branching roadmap, full of contingencies and emotional clauses, adjusted to match my inner state.
Q: What do you keep in mind like a strategist—when others are in panic?
A: A 15-year plan.
Well, not just a schematic—it's more like a branching roadmap, full of contingencies and emotional clauses, adjusted to match my inner state.
July 26, 2025 at 7:42 PM
#drop0715 — №50
Q: What do you keep in mind like a strategist—when others are in panic?
A: A 15-year plan.
Well, not just a schematic—it's more like a branching roadmap, full of contingencies and emotional clauses, adjusted to match my inner state.
Q: What do you keep in mind like a strategist—when others are in panic?
A: A 15-year plan.
Well, not just a schematic—it's more like a branching roadmap, full of contingencies and emotional clauses, adjusted to match my inner state.
#drop0715 — №49
Q: What do you want to be the first in history for?
A: For how I run things.
For the sheer number of Easter eggs in everything I create—layered so deep that anyone can find one meant just for them.
And they’d all be right.
Q: What do you want to be the first in history for?
A: For how I run things.
For the sheer number of Easter eggs in everything I create—layered so deep that anyone can find one meant just for them.
And they’d all be right.
July 25, 2025 at 7:43 PM
#drop0715 — №49
Q: What do you want to be the first in history for?
A: For how I run things.
For the sheer number of Easter eggs in everything I create—layered so deep that anyone can find one meant just for them.
And they’d all be right.
Q: What do you want to be the first in history for?
A: For how I run things.
For the sheer number of Easter eggs in everything I create—layered so deep that anyone can find one meant just for them.
And they’d all be right.
#drop0715 — №48, no question
I just found out that I’m the only one—out of all my parents’ children—who doesn’t have a single photo in their arms.
Not one.
Not as a baby.
Not later.
Never.
I just found out that I’m the only one—out of all my parents’ children—who doesn’t have a single photo in their arms.
Not one.
Not as a baby.
Not later.
Never.
July 23, 2025 at 6:34 PM
#drop0715 — №48, no question
I just found out that I’m the only one—out of all my parents’ children—who doesn’t have a single photo in their arms.
Not one.
Not as a baby.
Not later.
Never.
I just found out that I’m the only one—out of all my parents’ children—who doesn’t have a single photo in their arms.
Not one.
Not as a baby.
Not later.
Never.
#drop0715 — №47
Q: How do you cope with being ‘an inspiration’—while crying at night?
A: Easy. I cry on the bus during the day — got a solid 30 minutes for it.
At night? I grind.
No tears, just war.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #burnoutcore #notyourmuse #publicpainprivatestrategy
Q: How do you cope with being ‘an inspiration’—while crying at night?
A: Easy. I cry on the bus during the day — got a solid 30 minutes for it.
At night? I grind.
No tears, just war.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #burnoutcore #notyourmuse #publicpainprivatestrategy
July 22, 2025 at 7:07 PM
#drop0715 — №47
Q: How do you cope with being ‘an inspiration’—while crying at night?
A: Easy. I cry on the bus during the day — got a solid 30 minutes for it.
At night? I grind.
No tears, just war.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #burnoutcore #notyourmuse #publicpainprivatestrategy
Q: How do you cope with being ‘an inspiration’—while crying at night?
A: Easy. I cry on the bus during the day — got a solid 30 minutes for it.
At night? I grind.
No tears, just war.
#sotnichenko #quietbuild #burnoutcore #notyourmuse #publicpainprivatestrategy
Haven’t posted anything outside of #drop0715 in a while — time to fix that.
Here it is: one of the two recipes I’m currently surviving on.
There’s a good chance I’m sliding into another wave of depression — my body only accepts two meals, and this is one of them.
Here it is: one of the two recipes I’m currently surviving on.
There’s a good chance I’m sliding into another wave of depression — my body only accepts two meals, and this is one of them.
July 20, 2025 at 5:24 PM
Haven’t posted anything outside of #drop0715 in a while — time to fix that.
Here it is: one of the two recipes I’m currently surviving on.
There’s a good chance I’m sliding into another wave of depression — my body only accepts two meals, and this is one of them.
Here it is: one of the two recipes I’m currently surviving on.
There’s a good chance I’m sliding into another wave of depression — my body only accepts two meals, and this is one of them.