
Juu Juu Journal: Edition 001
September 2025 Recap + A Glimpse Into Fall

from crystal nfts to creator coins
when i first found my way into crypto and nfts in late 2021, there was a very clear narrative: this is how artists make money on chain. nfts were the entry point. they were the bridge between creativity and income, and for a moment in time, that bridge was real. someone close to me suggested i check out the space and encouraged me to experiment. they even suggested i bring my crystal world into it, to turn good juu juu crystals into nfts. good juu juu is my online + irl crystal store, and it’...

Welcome to my Juu Juu Journal
I’m Sierra Renee (but you might know me as Juujuumama). If you’re reading this, welcome to the first edition of my newsletter! 🌟
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Juu Juu Journal: Edition 001
September 2025 Recap + A Glimpse Into Fall

from crystal nfts to creator coins
when i first found my way into crypto and nfts in late 2021, there was a very clear narrative: this is how artists make money on chain. nfts were the entry point. they were the bridge between creativity and income, and for a moment in time, that bridge was real. someone close to me suggested i check out the space and encouraged me to experiment. they even suggested i bring my crystal world into it, to turn good juu juu crystals into nfts. good juu juu is my online + irl crystal store, and it’...

Welcome to my Juu Juu Journal
I’m Sierra Renee (but you might know me as Juujuumama). If you’re reading this, welcome to the first edition of my newsletter! 🌟


llately i’ve been thinking a lot about peace. not the soft, aesthetic kind people post on pinterest, i mean the real kind. the kind that costs discipline, boundaries, and knowing when to stop giving people access to you.
a while back i wrote about how people of value will eventually use ai agents to protect their peace online. like, at some point, your digital presence will be buffered by intelligent filters that shield you from the noise. we’re heading there… but we’re not there yet.
right now it’s still us out here. managing our own profiles. responding with our own hands. taking hits with our own nervous systems. and because of that, we have to use the tools we have. not in a passive way, but as an active form of self-protection.
and honestly… one of the biggest shifts i’ve made recently is simple:
i block people. i mute people. i remove access. i protect my peace.
no explanation. no debate. no overthinking.
because here’s the truth i’ve had to swallow:
i’m quick with the clapbacks. i love logic battles. i don’t back down.
but i’ve realized this:
not every battle is honorable. some are just bait.
and i’ve wasted too much time giving energy to people who don’t matter. people who don’t contribute anything to my life, who don’t wish me well, who aren’t building anything, who aren’t going anywhere. people who want attention, conflict, access… anything.
and you know what they deserve?
nothing. absolutely nothing.
especially now that i’m a mom. my time is tight, my bandwidth is precious, and my peace is non-negotiable. i don’t have room for internet weirdos playing passive-aggressive games. if i didn’t tolerate it in real life, why would i let it live rent-free in my notifications?
you are not entitled to me.
you are not entitled to my time.
you are not entitled to my energy.
you are not entitled to my attention or my emotional labor.
and that applies to everyone: strangers, followers, acquaintances, whoever.
if your comment is condescending, if your dm makes me uncomfortable, if your tone is off, if you’re playing games, if my spirit just says “nope” ... i’ll remove you.
i don’t need a reason.
i don’t owe you closure.
i don’t owe you conversation.
block people. mute people. report people. restrict people. unfollow people.
use every tool these platforms give you.
not out of ego, but out of self-respect.
not out of pettiness, but out of protection.
because the truth is:
being accessible is optional, but peace requires intention.
you’re allowed to build digital boundaries.
you’re allowed to choose where your energy goes.
you’re allowed to curate your experience online.
you’re allowed to walk away without a single word.
don’t let anyone convince you otherwise.
we’re all out here living real lives behind the screen: families, kids, careers, art, bills, emotions, dreams, responsibilities. we don’t have time for strangers who want to siphon off the little bandwidth we do have.
so this is my new era:
peace first. boundaries always. no more back-and-forths.
until ai agents can filter these people out for us, we’re the agents.
and our job is simple:
protect your peace at all costs.
llately i’ve been thinking a lot about peace. not the soft, aesthetic kind people post on pinterest, i mean the real kind. the kind that costs discipline, boundaries, and knowing when to stop giving people access to you.
a while back i wrote about how people of value will eventually use ai agents to protect their peace online. like, at some point, your digital presence will be buffered by intelligent filters that shield you from the noise. we’re heading there… but we’re not there yet.
right now it’s still us out here. managing our own profiles. responding with our own hands. taking hits with our own nervous systems. and because of that, we have to use the tools we have. not in a passive way, but as an active form of self-protection.
and honestly… one of the biggest shifts i’ve made recently is simple:
i block people. i mute people. i remove access. i protect my peace.
no explanation. no debate. no overthinking.
because here’s the truth i’ve had to swallow:
i’m quick with the clapbacks. i love logic battles. i don’t back down.
but i’ve realized this:
not every battle is honorable. some are just bait.
and i’ve wasted too much time giving energy to people who don’t matter. people who don’t contribute anything to my life, who don’t wish me well, who aren’t building anything, who aren’t going anywhere. people who want attention, conflict, access… anything.
and you know what they deserve?
nothing. absolutely nothing.
especially now that i’m a mom. my time is tight, my bandwidth is precious, and my peace is non-negotiable. i don’t have room for internet weirdos playing passive-aggressive games. if i didn’t tolerate it in real life, why would i let it live rent-free in my notifications?
you are not entitled to me.
you are not entitled to my time.
you are not entitled to my energy.
you are not entitled to my attention or my emotional labor.
and that applies to everyone: strangers, followers, acquaintances, whoever.
if your comment is condescending, if your dm makes me uncomfortable, if your tone is off, if you’re playing games, if my spirit just says “nope” ... i’ll remove you.
i don’t need a reason.
i don’t owe you closure.
i don’t owe you conversation.
block people. mute people. report people. restrict people. unfollow people.
use every tool these platforms give you.
not out of ego, but out of self-respect.
not out of pettiness, but out of protection.
because the truth is:
being accessible is optional, but peace requires intention.
you’re allowed to build digital boundaries.
you’re allowed to choose where your energy goes.
you’re allowed to curate your experience online.
you’re allowed to walk away without a single word.
don’t let anyone convince you otherwise.
we’re all out here living real lives behind the screen: families, kids, careers, art, bills, emotions, dreams, responsibilities. we don’t have time for strangers who want to siphon off the little bandwidth we do have.
so this is my new era:
peace first. boundaries always. no more back-and-forths.
until ai agents can filter these people out for us, we’re the agents.
and our job is simple:
protect your peace at all costs.
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reminder: nobody is entitled to your time, energy or attention. it’s my block button and i’ll use it every time lol. latest @paragraph article about why its important to protect your peace online 👇 https://paragraph.com/@juujuujournal/protecting-my-peace-on-the-internet