What We See Isn’t Always What It Is
We live in a time where many young voices are rising on platforms like TikTok. Some are funny, some inspiring—but every now and then, one hits different. That’s how I felt when I came across a woman named Seracia. Her energy was strong. Her drive was clear. But beneath it all, I sensed something deeper—something wounded.
What I heard didn’t make me angry. It made me think. It made me feel. Not because I agreed with her, but because I could see the pain behind the mask. She didn’t ask for sympathy, but I couldn’t help but feel it.
She spoke with pride about becoming rich. About cutting off people who don’t chase money. About not wanting to be around anyone who doesn’t have wealth. And while some might applaud that kind of ambition, I saw something else: pain disguised as purpose.
I don’t know her full story. I’m not here to judge her worth. But I am here to speak on what I heard—and what I believe it means. Because when someone puts down others for not being rich, it often comes from a place of personal damage.
This isn’t about hate. This is about healing. And I hope these words reach her and anyone who may be walking the same path she’s on.
A Scarred Mentality Dressed as Confidence
Listening to Seracia speak, I didn’t hear true joy. I heard someone who might have been hurt, mocked, or dismissed at a young age. Maybe it was a parent, a teacher, or someone she trusted who made her feel “less than” because of money—or the lack of it.
Now, she’s flipped the script. Now, she’s the one pushing people away who don’t have money. She’s the one saying they don’t matter. But that’s not strength. That’s trauma talking. That’s pain, trying to protect itself by turning cold.
I’m not knocking her dreams. Get rich if that’s what you want. Stack it up. But when money becomes the only goal—when it becomes the tool to hurt back, to prove a point—it’s no longer about success. It becomes a coping mechanism.
You can’t buy peace. You can’t purchase healing. And you can’t use wealth to rewrite the past that broke you. Money might give you options—but it won’t fill the void inside.
Everyone’s Journey Is Different
One of the saddest things about Seracia’s message is how she puts others down. Not everyone wants to be ultra-rich. Not everyone measures success by their bank account. And that’s okay.
Some people are rich in love. In peace. In spirit. Some people don’t chase millions, but they have balance in life. They sleep well at night. They smile for real. They help others without looking down on them.
It’s wrong to call people worthless because they don’t share your goals. It’s dangerous to think money makes someone better than another human being. We all have different roads to walk, and not everyone’s healing comes from chasing a dollar.
If someone finds peace in simplicity, who are we to judge them?
Trauma Can Build a Prison
I’ve seen this before. I’ve seen people grind for wealth like it’s oxygen, only to get it and feel more empty than before. They get the cars. The house. The designer clothes. But they’re still angry. Still alone. Still hollow.
I think Seracia’s mindset might be coming from that same place. Maybe someone made her feel small once. Maybe someone with money told her she’d never make it. And now, money is her revenge.
But revenge doesn’t heal. It keeps the wound fresh. If you only live to prove people wrong, they still control your life. That’s a trap—a prison made from trauma.
Money Is a Tool—Not a Soul
There’s nothing wrong with wanting more. We all want comfort, security, and freedom. But when money becomes your god, your identity, your whole sense of worth—you lose more than you gain.
There are millionaires who cry themselves to sleep. And there are poor folks with nothing but joy in their heart. Balance is the real wealth. Inner peace is the true flex.
Seracia might get the money. I don’t doubt her drive. But if she doesn’t deal with the pain underneath, she’ll still be hurting—just in a nicer apartment.
A Message of Compassion, Not Condemnation
I didn’t speak about this to tear down Seracia. I speak on it because I care. Because I’ve seen what happens to people who chase money out of pain. I’ve watched them burn out, break down, and realize too late that healing was the real goal all along.
She’s young. She’s smart. She’s got time to grow. And I believe she will. But right now, the energy she’s putting out into the world is cold. It lacks compassion. It’s built on defense, not love.
I hope one day she sees the beauty in people who don’t have much. The wisdom in those who live humbly. The strength in those who keep going, even when they’re broke.
Because those people are powerful too. They’ve learned how to survive without stepping on others. They’ve found joy in places money can’t reach.
Life has a way of teaching us. And I believe it’ll teach her, too. I believe there’s a deeper version of Seracia waiting to bloom—a woman who knows her worth without needing to prove it.
Until then, I send her peace. And I send this message to anyone listening: Heal first. The money will come—but let it meet a healed you, not a haunted one.
Think about it…