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The Day I Stopped Beating Myself Into Success

There is a version of me who still thinks the answer to everything is:“Be more disciplined. Work harder. Fix yourself.” That version wakes up, makes a beautiful colour-coded plan, then ghosts it by 3 p.m., and finishes the day with a quiet, mean sentence:“You had one job.” Lately, I’ve started seeing how expensive that sentence is. Not in time. In energy, creativity, courage. The real currency of a 0.1% life is not hours or tasks. It is pace, emotional range, enjoyment, and how I relate to time. This is the cheat sheet I wish someone …

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The Season of My Own Making

Some years don’t unfold — they explode.One moment, you think you’ve finally found your rhythm; the next, you’re lying on the ground wondering how something so right went so wrong. I’ve had my share of those years — the kind where progress and pain coexist like mismatched roommates. The past year was supposed to be linear. I had plans, schedules, spreadsheets, even color-coded tabs for every phase of my trek training. But life, it turns out, doesn’t care for bullet points. It arrives unannounced, rearranges your script, and leaves you staring …

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The Choices That Build Us

Change doesn’t happen in grand moments. It happens in the quiet hours, when you’re tired and still choose to do what matters. Most people want to feel fixed, not actually do the work that fixes them. The reason we keep running from discomfort is simple: it feels easier. But it’s not. It’s just slower, and the cost is higher. Our daily choices shape who we become. Eat well today, and it feels like nothing. Eat well for a year, and you’re not just “trying to be better.” You’re someone who’s better. The same is true for every habit. The …

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That Moment You Realize Detachment Isn’t About Others—It’s About You

The first time I tried to detach, I thought it meant building a fortress. I wanted to shut out the world, make sure nothing could touch me. But detaching that way just made me feel lonelier. It felt like I was punishing myself, hiding because I was afraid. Then something shifted. I realized I wasn’t detaching from anyone else. I was detaching from the idea that I needed someone else to tell me who I was. That was the moment I got it: I didn’t have to run away. I could just come home. Detachment isn’t about being cold. It’s about being …

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The Hardest Thing I’ve Ever Tried to Build

I’m still learning how to live inside my own head without needing to escape it. Some days I get it right; most days I don’t. It’s not a grand success story—more like a construction site where progress and collapse coexist. I keep thinking strength will one day feel stable, but it never does. One week I’m disciplined and calm, the next I’m negotiating with the snooze button and calling it reflection. I’m not ashamed of that anymore. Growth isn’t a straight climb; it’s a dance between falling and finding rhythm again. When things get heavy, …

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Why Bouncing Back Fast Beats Being Perfect

I stared at my running app, twelve minutes flashing on the screen for the entire week. The number was small, but the weight it carried in my mind felt massive. My legs felt fine, steady and ready. It wasn’t the run that wore me down—it was the story I kept telling myself about not being good enough. The mind, it seems, runs marathons of doubt long after the body is done. A few days later, my calendar betrayed me. A missed client call left five people waiting, stuck in a virtual waiting room while I scrambled to fix the mess. Usually, that …

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The Energy Bank Account You Never Knew You Had

My grandmother used to keep her money in glass jars hidden around the house. One for groceries, another for emergencies, a third for what she called "Joy Money"—the kind you spend on things that make you smile for no practical reason. She'd count each jar every Sunday, making sure she wasn't spending more than what came in. Beta, she'd tell me while sorting coins, the moment you start borrowing from tomorrow to pay for today's mistakes, you're already poor. I thought about those jars recently while watching two friends navigate what …

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The Day I Learned Other People’s Moods Aren’t My Report Card

The email hit my inbox at 2:47 PM while I was sitting in that overpriced coffee shop on Brigade Road, nursing my third espresso and pretending I had my life together. Two lines that felt like a punch to the gut: "We're terminating the project effective immediately. Invoice for work completed." No explanation. No phone call. Three months of design recruitment work vaporized in thirty-two words. I closed my laptop and stared at the barista making someone's elaborate matcha creation, watching normal people live their normal Tuesday while my …

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