Just got onboarded to Farcaster by my friend (who live streamed me creating an account - @linda 💕).
I’m a content creator who also works in analytics, and she said this could be a great way to grow a community without having to keep rebuilding it on every new platform.
I usually share food & travel content, but I’m curious how creators can use apps like this.
So if you’re seeing this - hi, I’m Elvi, and I’m here to explore & share ✨
What should I try first?
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I forget how casual doing business in Malaysia can be, no formal professional emails just .. DMs and WhatsApp messages that sound like this lol. We just agreed to a $850 video like this 😂
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Ok I just got paid $1000 for this and feeling a lot better. Open to doing more brand sponsorships on household products now 😌
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Just got onboarded to Farcaster by my friend (who live streamed me creating an account - @linda 💕).
I’m a content creator who also works in analytics, and she said this could be a great way to grow a community without having to keep rebuilding it on every new platform.
I usually share food & travel content, but I’m curious how creators can use apps like this.
So if you’re seeing this - hi, I’m Elvi, and I’m here to explore & share ✨
What should I try first?
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Today marks 15 years since I ran away from home.
When I was 18, my siblings and I packed our things and drove off in the middle of the night from the place we had called home for a decade, a house shared with our dad’s siblings and their kids. Twenty of us under one roof, without my parents, and one aunt in particular in charge.
I think about that night often. What finally pushed me to go. What I left behind. What I carried with me, and only began unraveling in therapy years later.
Living there meant constant fear and anxiety. Her mood dictated everything — joy, anger, or anything in between. If she knew I cared about something, she’d hold it over my head. I became afraid to like things or to want anything. That stuck with me for a long time.
I still remember not being allowed to perform at a dance recital because it fell on her birthday (dancers know how bad it is to leave an empty spot on stage!!), but in that house, her wants always came first.
There were many $100 fines, like for not being in the living room by 9am on non-school days, getting a C on a report card, or putting our feet on the sofa. We had to have her drink ready the moment she came downstairs. We were required to give her half our incomes. If we went out with friends, we’d have to bring her back food. She broke two of my phones just because I disagreed with her.
It was a nightmare, and even that feels like a kind way to describe it.
Now, my life is so different from the one I was supposed to have. I got to go to college. I keep what I earn. I have space. Peace. No fines. No one policing my joy or demanding constant emotional labor.
We joke that August 1 is our Independence Day. But truthfully, it was terrifying. Even in the days leading up to it, we were second-guessing everything. Stockholm syndrome is so real… When control is disguised as care, it’s hard to see clearly.
As painful as it was, those years gave me perspective. I don’t get easily shaken. My friends say I’m resilient, resourceful, grounded. I guess I had no choice but to become that way.
But more than anything, I just feel deep gratitude — for all that I have, and the life I’ve been able to make.
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One of the smartest moves I’ve made as a content creator? Having a “business manager.”
Josh handles negotiations, pushes for higher rates, and takes no BS.
Josh is also me.
But brands don’t need to know that 😌