From TikTok to Medium:30 Days That Changed My Creative Life

Full English Draft — No AI Tone, Just Real Voice:

Last year, I had this quiet urge to write something on Medium.

I signed up, followed a few writers I admired, and even wrote two full drafts back in late April this year. But they just sat in my drafts folder, untouched.

I don’t know why — maybe I felt like my words didn’t belong here.

Medium, to me, felt like a stage for professionals, writing experts, people who really knew what they were doing.

And me? I was just… a tiny blade of grass. Someone who loved creating but never felt “good enough.”

I kept asking myself:

“What if no one reads it?”

“What if it’s too shallow, too simple?”

“What if I embarrass myself?”

So I kept those two drafts hidden, convincing myself I wasn’t ready.

But deep down, I wasn’t waiting to get better — I was just afraid of being unseen.

Then, on this May 13, I decided: If I’m going to keep hesitating, I might as well start doing something — even if it’s small.

That day, I uploaded my third video to TikTok. It was just a simple clip. No face, no fancy edits. But it was mine. I filmed it. I added the text. I clicked “post.” It got a few likes. Someone even left a kind comment — And that tiny bit of encouragement felt like light breaking in.

So I kept going. I posted one video a day. Not perfect, but consistent.Little by little, this “small grass” began to grow roots. And quietly, my courage started to grow too.

On Day 30, I finally pressed “Publish” on my first Medium story. My heart was racing. And after I posted, I didn’t even dare to look back.

An hour later, it had just one view.

Yes, I was a little disappointed.

Yes, I wondered if it meant anything.

But then I realized: That single click — that single act — meant I was no longer hiding. I wasn’t writing for “everyone.” I was writing for that version of me who still hadn’t given up.

30 days ago, I had never posted a video. I had never published a story. I was just someone staring at the “Post” button, afraid to press it.

Now, 30 days later, I’m slowly building a creative rhythm that’s honest and mine. It’s not loud. It’s not fast. But it’s real. And that’s enough for now.

The truth is, I didn’t know where any of this would lead.

I wasn’t trying to go viral. I wasn’t chasing followers.

I just wanted to feel alive again — to make something with my own hands, and leave a small trace of it in the world.

Some days, it felt pointless. I’d spend an hour editing, and the video got 10 views.

Other days, a stranger’s comment would make me smile for hours.

But most of all, I was learning to show up for myself —

Not because I had an audience,

But because creating made me feel more me.

And that’s something I hadn’t felt in a long time.

To you, if you’re reading this:

If you’ve been hesitating, waiting, doubting yourself —

I hope you know this: you’re not alone.

Even if no one is watching. Even if no one clicks “like.”

You started.

And that’s already worth celebrating.

(I’m grateful you made it to the end. If my words meant something to you, feel free to support me with a little coffee: https://coff.ee/ thelumi )

(You can also find me on TikTok if you enjoy soft visuals and moments: https://www.tiktok.com/@thenikistylee?_t=ZP-8xIH8ePbstD&_r=1 )