Some thoughts are heavy. Some truths arrive slowly. Some stories take time to find their shape. This is the home of my writing, built piece by piece, feeling by feeling.
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Mastering the art of being unbothered takes patience, practice, and self-awareness. It protects your peace and helps you function better in daily life. It’s easy to get caught up in things that don’t matter, both from the world around you and from your own mind. These distractions don’t just hurt…
There comes a moment when you realise you feel alone even when people are around you. A realisation that even though there are many people around, no one can take your place in your life. No one can live it on your behalf. You start wondering, why do I feel…
Knowing your worth is a big part of self-love. The moment you truly realise it, everything begins to change. You start focusing on what you love and what you deserve — and you work hard for it. You keep your life simple and your peace intact. You don’t need a…
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Now, everything is fine. Days are moving slowly, as they should. There are no problems that I can’t solve. No chaos, no stress. And still, something doesn’t feel right. A feeling that something is missing. It’s not sadness. It’s not even dissatisfaction. Everything is there, but something is still missing,…
Support doesn’t always look like agreement. Sometimes, to support your loved ones, you want to go against them, especially when you can see that the path they choose will lead them only to terrible situations. But this kind of support is not normal because most of the time, support feels…
The day is simply repeating itself over and over. The boredom of repetitive days is depressing me. Slow mornings, familiar routines, and predictable moments. Same people, steady relationships. Nothing different happens that challenges life. So, the urge to return to chaos is getting louder. Distractions start looking tempting. A voice…
Remember, there was a time when your life was scattered into pieces. You fell and fell, and finally hit rock bottom in your life. You stayed there for quite a while and realised that at the end of the day, it’s just you and your scattered life. So, one by…
You got really tired of being a nice person. It’s such a hectic job to do every day that it feels like labour. Agreeing with people even when you know they are wrong, just because you don’t want to upset them. Choosing silence over conflict so everything stays peaceful. Saying…
Many years after it happened, one fine day, you will understand how a person can be kind, loving, and generous, yet still be harmful. How “who they were” and “what they did” were so different that it left you confused. Now, you can call them toxic or narcissistic, but were…
The days keep repeating themselves. The hope that breathes in the morning vanishes somewhere in the dark of the night. Life feels heavy when emotional thoughts start circling inside the mind with no way out. It seems the life that only appears in dreams wants to stay in the dreams….
You see her rage, but I see her pain. You ask, “What’s wrong with her?” and I could give you a thousand reasons, but I say, “Nothing,” because it’s not something you can sum up in a few words. It’s not about today. It’s not about yesterday. It’s the weight…
I can’t live a shitty life just because you like the smell of it.
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