emotional healing
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My Heart Aches For You
My heart aches whenever I think about you. It makes me feel like a ship sinking in the ocean, and I am watching it from the shore. My mind runs in every direction, looking for a way to make your life a little less painful. I want to do something for you, anything, even the… Continue reading
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The Strangers They Became
For a long time, I’ve been hearing noises. Noises of half-gone people. They’re not here anymore, but their voices, memories, and behaviour are still around, like footprints that haven’t disappeared. I let them go. Yes, I did.I don’t want them back in my life. There’s no space. Do they even exist anymore? Like I care.… Continue reading
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Stop Scratching Old Wounds
You constantly remind yourself of what you need to forget. It feels like you keep scratching your wounds and feeling the pain again and again. How will you heal like this? Healing needs time and peace, not constant reminders of pain. You don’t heal by reopening wounds. You heal by letting them rest. You need… Continue reading
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The Illusion
I think you’re stuck somewhere between the past and the present, between imagination and reality. Maybe you’re stuck in that song, or at that familiar street corner, or in the flavour of that old ice cream. But I want to remind you of something you probably already know: people change over time, and so do… Continue reading
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Take It Back
I have two pieces of news for you — one bad, one good. The bad news: there’s only one real problem in your life, the root of them all, you. The good news: there’s also only one solution, and it’s you. You own your life. Maybe you’ve forgotten that while sharing it with others. Maybe… Continue reading
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The Lost Morning
It’s a beautiful, cloudy morning. It’s only 5:45 a.m., and we’re already on our way to coaching class. We laugh at our stupid jokes, trying to catch up with each other’s cycles. This is my favourite time of the day—a quiet road, soft air, and my best friend, Noor, beside me. We play silly games… Continue reading
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The Beauty of Broken Things
“How did you become so fearless?” “Do you have a vase? Imagine you do — an antique one. Beautiful. Expensive. You love it, but over time, you grow bored with it. You want to change it somehow, but you don’t. Why? Because you’re afraid of breaking it. Afraid that if something happens, it’ll be ruined… Continue reading
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You Still Matter
The people who left you left because they didn’t want to stay. If they wanted to, they would have tried. They would have fought for you. But they didn’t. They left because they no longer love you. But that doesn’t mean they never did. So let them go. Because if you still want them back,… Continue reading
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Love Without Fear
She sat on the couch, holding a glass of wine, lost in thought about her next story. The party was almost over when someone called her name from behind. “Vartika?” It was her friend, Alisha. “Why are you sitting here alone? And where’s your man?” Alisha asked. Vartika smiled and pointed toward the corner where… Continue reading
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I Say I’m Fine
I’m crying… crying hard. I’ve broken everything in my room. I shout, I scream, and I don’t even know why. In anger, I slam my hand against the wall. For a second, the pain in my hand feels stronger than the pain in my heart. And then… I just get tired. “So, Kanak, how are… Continue reading