My Musings – Page 15 – Not your ordinary tales

When the World Wasn’t Looking, We Grew Apart Anyway

Anika hadn’t spoken to Isha in seven months. Not for lack of trying. Just not enough trying. It started slow. Rescheduled calls. The “let’s definitely catch up soon” messages that came with heart emojis and no actual dates. The growing silence between texts. Then, one day, they just… stopped happening. It wasn’t a fight. Which almost would have been easier. It was distance disguised as busy. They had been close once. Not the kind of close you post about. Not the curated selfies and brunch recaps. But the other kind—the real kind. The …

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Things You Only Say to a Mirror

It didn’t end the way she thought it would. There was no dramatic fight, no raised voices, no suitcase dragged down a stairwell in the rain. Just two people at a kitchen table that had hosted too many takeout meals and not enough truth, pushing at the edges of a life they’d outgrown. “I thought we wanted the same things,” he said, stirring his tea with the absentminded focus of someone who knew this was over but hadn’t figured out how to say it first. Anika didn’t respond right away. She was trying to decide if this was the moment to …

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The Bold Type Isn’t Just a TV Show. It’s a Manual for Women Who Are Done Shrinking.

Behind the polished wardrobe and photo-ready friendships, The Bold Type cracks open the real mess of modern womanhood—and teaches you how to keep showing up for yourself, even when you don’t know what you’re doing. Three women. One closet. A thousand ways to say: I’ve got you. “If you’re not scared, you’re not growing.”— Jacqueline Carlyle I didn’t expect a show about a fashion magazine to help me navigate a breakup or confront medical anxiety—but it did. The Bold Type starts out feeling like a millennial Pinterest board …

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Love Isn’t a Negotiation—But Sometimes, It Feels Like You’re on the Auction Block

There’s a quiet kind of grief that builds when you realize someone likes you just enough to keep you close, but not enough to let you in. It doesn’t arrive dramatically. It drips. It seeps in slowly, washing away your clarity until you can no longer tell the difference between affection and ambivalence. They don’t harm you outright. They just don’t feed you emotionally. And so you wither while convincing yourself that you’re full. We are so skilled at rationalizing absence. Especially when the idea of someone—the version we’ve created in our …

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I Didn’t Trek to Heal. I Trekked Because I Was Done Disappearing.

Some mornings, I’d wake up and sit on the edge of the bed, toothbrush in hand, wondering if I had it in me to pretend I was fine again. The pretending was heavier than the silence. It didn’t look like a breakdown. I still showed up. Smiled when expected. Hit deadlines. But under the surface, it felt like something essential had slipped through a crack and I didn’t know how to ask for it back. So I started walking. First out of habit. Then out of restlessness. And then—without knowing why—I signed up for a trek that scared me. Not …

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What Remains After the Summit

There are two kinds of people who go to the mountains. Those who chase peaks. And those who let the mountains undo them. Steve House belongs unapologetically to the second category. You won’t find Instagram reels of him posing atop a summit with dramatic music. His story reads more like a quiet undoing—of ambition, ego, identity. In Beyond the Mountain, he writes not about triumph but disintegration. His greatest climbs are the ones where the summit dissolved the moment he reached it. Where the descent became the story. Where success, as …

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