I’ve never gone viral.

I’ve rarely pulled a card that makes up the cost of the packs I open to chase it.

My best social media runs? A TikTok giveaway that got me past 1,000 followers, and a few of my favorite WWE wrestlers following me on X.

I don’t get a lot of engagement on most of my posts, just like I don’t get a lot of big pulls from any packs.

That’s alright.

I don’t buy packs looking for value to sell, just like I don’t make content hoping to explode in popularity. 

Though, it would be nice.

I tell everyone I want to be internet famous and turn this into an income. And I’d love that. 

But the dream seems as unattainable as finding a 1/1 card of any kind, let alone a wrestler or player I love.

It would be a dream, really—just like it’s a dream to pull one of the ghost rare Digimon cards, a base set Charizard, or a Caitlin Clark numbered rookie auto.

I want people to notice me on X when I’m sharing my takes on WWE, the way other personalities do. I want people to follow The Darkstar Shady and look forward to what I have to say.

At this point, I just post out of comfort. 

I open packs for the excitement of the chase. I do it for nostalgia and feeling the rush I felt when I pulled a first edition Charizard as a kid. I love taking videos of each pack I open now, even when I fall behind on actually posting them. And yeah… I definitely fall into a rut when engagement drops video by video, even though I know that isn’t the point.

I love tweeting during WWE shows and PLEs. I love when someone replies to me or likes my posts. Seeing Karrion Kross follow me and Blake Monroe liking one of my posts? Easily two highlights of my year. But I know I don’t usually get noticed much. My replies get buried. Other people post the high-quality videos that I share.

I’m just one voice in the endless parade of creators all trying to make it big.

It’s hard carving out a niche within a niche. But I genuinely love having a place to share my thoughts that isn’t me talking out loud to my cat. I love those two or three followers who do interact regularly and make me feel like part of a community. 

Life’s been so hard this past year, and each of these pieces holds me together.

I want to open packs of cards. Taking videos and “needing content” gives me a reason to buy them even when I know the odds are low. I want to make videos, and buying something to film gives me an easy excuse to start. 

Even writing this blog—I love it. 

I love sharing my thoughts, even if no one is reading or subscribing. 

(Seriously, there’s a spot to drop your email down below.) 

I want to be a writer who shares what I’m passionate about. So here I am. Sharing it all with the world—or sometimes just myself.

That’s why I do it.

I’d love that perfect Caitlin Clark card. 

I want that viral TikTok. I want more than one person to watch my next game stream.

I crave an engaged audience that’s excited about wrestling, collecting, and video games.

But even when packs let me down, the replies don’t come, and no one watches my videos but me… I won’t stop sharing. I won’t stop posting.

Because it helps me be me.