Sometimes, starting over isn’t about fixing the past—it’s about choosing a completely different path before everything goes wrong again. And when you’re given a second chance, the smartest move isn’t to fight harder… it’s to step away before the storm even begins.
After my rebirth, the first thing I did was delete my TikTok account with over a million followers. Almost instantly, the internet exploded with speculation, wondering if my account had been hacked. Then Leslie Hall, another influencer in the same niche, messaged me directly:
Why would you just quit out of nowhere? Are you out of your mind?
Even so, I shut everything off and went on a solo trip to see the beauty of the world.
In my last life, Leslie and I had posted the exact same type of video. People accused me of copying her and called me a knockoff clone doomed to fade away. I was bombarded with negativity—publicly, privately, and even face-to-face. To prove my innocence, I shared screenshots of my scripts, behind-the-scenes notes, and timestamps. But people still said it was fake and claimed I staged everything.
The constant pressure and harassment eventually broke me, and I fell into a very dark place.
And then—suddenly—I woke up.
To my shock, I was back on the very day Leslie and I had first posted those identical videos. My finger was literally hovering over the “post” button. One second later and I would have repeated the same fate. My body jolted like I’d been pulled up from deep water, and I yanked my hand away at the last moment, gasping for breath.
Looking around the familiar room—the camera, the lights, the script—I realized I had been reborn at the moment I first tried to pivot my content.
After calming down, I saved the video to my drafts and immediately searched for Leslie’s social media. Her newest post popped up right away—and it was nothing like her usual style. Her earlier videos were clunky and barely scraped together a few hundred likes. But this one had tens of thousands in just thirty minutes. The comments were full of praise.
The dark background. The bold styling. The music. The script.
Every single detail matched the video I had just saved.
If I hadn’t known I created that idea myself after watching a British drama and staying up countless nights writing, I might have believed I copied her. She posted first, climbed to fame overnight, and in my past life… that video destroyed me.
But this time, I was determined to find the truth.