It began in moments we never thought to name. Quiet pauses in living rooms. Messages sent late at night. Someone saying, “I don’t know how I’m going to pay this,” and another replying, “Me too.” There was no advice. Just silence. Or sometimes, a laugh. The kind that covers fear.
We all kept going. Working, paying, borrowing, saving - sometimes failing, often faking. Because no one ever really showed us how to do this. Not our schools. Not our families. Not the internet’s perfect plans. So we made it up as we went. Each of us, quietly hoping we were not the only one lost in it all.
But then came a question that changed everything: what if we are not alone?
That question became RYYT. Not a solution, but a start. A place where stories are louder than shame. Where people ask the questions they have carried for years. And where the answers are not just always clean and clear, but also real. Because they come from someone who has felt what you feel.
RYYT is not built on perfect outcomes. It is built on presence. On the power of showing up, again and again, with your truth in hand. It is a place to begin, even if you don’t know how to begin.
And if that feels like you, if something about this feels familiar, then this place is already yours. We are glad you found your way here. The story continues, and it needs you in it.
