Anushree Vaishnav

It all started at a young age when scribbling words on paper was easier than speaking them out loud. Still, words feel heavier in my chest, choke my throat, and die in my mouth. With the passing years, writing became a ritual for me. So ordinary that it took me years to realize that it is a reason for my existence. I write to understand, to express, to forget, and sometimes not to forget. But I could write anywhere, so why here? Why did I decide to share my words with others?

Because I know how it feels to carry things you can’t explain. I know how scary and weird it feels when you can’t explain what is going on inside you. And how relieved you feel when you know that you are not the only one who’s like this.

I write about self-discovery, emotional resilience, existential reflection, and personal transformation. My writing explores the depths of solitude, identity, pain, healing, and growth. My words often take the form of prose, poetry, reflections, and personal narratives — the kind that sit with you quietly rather than shout for attention.