My Musings – Not your ordinary tales

When Healing Turns Into a Disguised Escape

Healing has a strange marketing problem. Everyone wants it, few understand it, and almost no one admits how lonely it actually feels. The chaos isn’t in the plan. It’s in the emotion underneath. Most people don’t start healing because they’re enlightened. They start because something inside won’t stop itching. Anxiety, shame, heartbreak — whatever it is — the discomfort becomes unbearable. The mind looks around and says, something needs to change. That’s when the overcorrection begins. Big declarations. No-contact lists. Morning …

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The Loneliness No One Warned Ambitious Women About

There is a kind of ache that hides in plain sight. Life looks “fine” from the outside —work, friends, responsibilities—but inside there’s a constant heaviness, as if your chest is carrying a weight no one else can see. It’s the feeling of being surrounded by people and still sensing that no one is really standing with you. You can talk about your day, your tasks, your wins, but there’s a deeper layer that never quite makes it into words. That quiet question - Who actually sees the real me, not just the put‑together version?—keeps echoing …

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When Sensitivity Learns Its Own Name

She was at the sink after dinner, rinsing plates on autopilot, when her mind wandered through the week’s conversations. One person needed reassurance, another needed soothing, someone else needed space to pour out their frustration. She could recall the tone of each voice, the pauses, even the sighs, as if her body stored their weight. Halfway through scrubbing a pan, something nudged her attention: not one of those people had asked how she was. The thought didn’t sting. It simply landed, oddly plain, like finding a doorway in a wall you’d …

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When Everything Feels Too Loud Inside

There are days when the smallest things feel oversized. A tight muscle suddenly feels symbolic. A lump in the throat lingers longer than expected. It’s strange how emotions arrive without asking permission, as if they’ve chosen a random Tuesday to stage an unannounced parade. I move through the day with this invisible weight, pretending nothing’s happening, while inside I’m busy trying to hold myself together. It’s unsettling how private frustration can be; how the world continues normally while you’re quietly swelling with noise. What …

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The Hardest Part Isn’t the Dream — It’s Staying Yourself

I think about giving up more than I ever admit.Not in a dramatic way—just the quiet, exhausted kind where you stare at the ceiling and wonder, why am I doing this to myself? My face is puffy, my body is heavy, and my spirit feels like it tripped over its own shoelaces. And weirdly… that’s okay. Because falling apart has been more honest than any of the times I pretended I was fine.There’s something raw and oddly clarifying about crying until you run out of excuses. The aftertaste of those tears is truth. Here’s mine: There is …

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The Kids Who Grew Up Performing

Why High Achievers Break Down, And What Healing Actually Looks Like There’s a certain kind of adult who walks into a room with the kind of confidence that looks earned but feels borrowed. People call them ambitious, disciplined, intense, “gifted,” resilient, good kid. They tend to rise fast. They tend to collapse even faster. And no matter what they achieve, there’s always a quiet restlessness running beneath their skin, like a radio stuck between two stations. I’ve known this type my whole life. I am this type.And the older I get, the …

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