By the time Leena turned thirty-two, she had perfected the art of looking functional while feeling like a browser with twenty open tabs. Nothing crashed, but everything lagged. You could talk to her and she’d reply intelligently, but inside her mind tiny fires burned in places she hadn’t checked in months. The unraveling began in a grocery store aisle — an unglamorous place for a life shift, but most turning points choose inconvenience over drama. She was staring at a shelf of lentils, comparing the same two packets she always bought. A man …
What My Body Was Trying to Tell Me All Along
The past week felt like someone had turned up the volume on my inner world while the outer one kept moving at its usual pace. I wasn’t falling apart. I wasn’t drowning. I was simply tired in a way that didn’t match the day I had lived. The kind of tired that comes from carrying too many unspoken things in too small a space. It showed up quietly.A morning that started later than planned.A routine that slipped because my mind had been running all night.A body that refused to move the way I wanted it to.Nothing dramatic, but deeply inconvenient …
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When I Stopped Overloading Myself, Everything Started Working Again
There are days when the mind finally stops fighting you. The noise settles, the tension lifts, and you get a small, steady glimpse of the person you’ve been trying to become. Today felt like that. Not because I did something heroic, but because I finally took some weight off my own neck. I reduced my goals. It sounds ordinary, but it changed everything. For the first time in weeks, my head wasn’t buzzing with panic or shame. No looping thoughts, no internal tug-of-war, no desperate need to redesign my entire life at 2 a.m. My mind …
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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 …
The Mountain Is Me
There was a time when my life felt like one long argument—with myself, with people who left, with people who stayed but didn’t show up the way I wanted them to. Every disappointment turned into a courtroom where I was both the prosecutor and the accused. Blame had a strange comfort. It gave shape to my confusion, like holding a cracked mirror and calling it proof. I could stay angry instead of admitting I felt small. I could rewrite stories where I tried the hardest, and somehow that made losing feel noble. Blame is a cracked mirror—it …
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 …
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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