Give yourself the same kindness you give others.
– Self Love 🕊️
Category Archives: Self Growth
The Tragedy of Human Life
We chase the dawn before it breaks, Trade health for gold, gold back for aches. We rush to grow, then ache to stay. Children longing the other way.
Lost in tomorrow, blind today, We live as if we’ll never fade; And at the end, too late, we see We missed the life that set us free.
Patience, Peace & Boundaries
What skills or lessons have you learned recently?
Recently, I’ve learned the skill of patience—especially with people. I’m learning not to overreact to situations, not to let overthinking take a toll on how I perceive things, and to accept people and situations as they are. Giving time and space instead of reacting emotionally has helped me respond more calmly and thoughtfully.
One important lesson I’ve learned is that blood relation doesn’t automatically mean family. True family is defined by good intentions, respect, and genuine care. Someone who is envious of you or your immediate family can never truly be a well-wisher, regardless of how closely they’re related. In such cases, the healthiest choice is to emotionally distance yourself—to let go and accept that not everyone deserves access to your life. Fake people and snakes no longer exist in my bubble, and their lives hold no significance to me. Often, such people just want to keep tabs on you, be nosy, and secretly compete with you. It’s up to you to decide what to tolerate and what to block out. Remember, literally no one has it perfect in life—you need to focus on doing you.
Unlearning My Emotional Habits
What could you do less of?
What could I do less of?
It’s a question that sounds simple, but the answers usually sit quietly in the corners of our lives, waiting for us to notice.
For me, the first answer is this: taking everything to heart. One harsh tone, one careless comment, one moment of rudeness—and suddenly there’s a storm inside me. My chest tightens, my thoughts spiral, and I replay the moment again and again like I’m responsible for everyone else’s cruelty.
But I’m learning something new, something difficult: I don’t have to absorb everything. Someone recently told me that if I keep internalising every hurtful thing, I’ll end up trapped in a loop of my own pain. And they were right. Letting people and situations be what they are is not weakness—it’s wisdom. This world tests us in quiet ways, and sometimes the bravest thing we can do is step back, breathe, and move on.
Maybe it hits harder because the one person who truly cared for my heart—the one who saw me, understood me, prioritised me—is no longer here. And now my sensitivity feels louder, like there’s no buffer between me and the world.
The second thing I could do less of?
Shopping my feelings away. One bad day and suddenly my cart looks like I’m stocking an entire vanity—clothes, makeup, skincare, all of it. Retail therapy feels good in the moment—comforting, distracting, almost like a friend. But eventually the packages arrive and half the things end up barely used, if at all. A temporary fix becomes permanent clutter.
Still, what can I say? I’m just a girl trying to soothe a sensitive soul the only way she knows how.
So yes, maybe I’m thin-skinned. Maybe I feel too much.
But recognising what I could do less of is the first step toward becoming someone stronger—not harder, just more at peace.
And honestly, that’s enough for now.
The Weight of Being Sensitive in a Hard World
What is one thing you would change about yourself?
People often say sensitivity is a weakness, but living with a soft heart in a sharp world is anything but easy. Being sensitive means you feel deeply — joy, pain, love, loss — all of it hits a little harder and stays a little longer. It’s a beautiful trait, yet it can feel like a burden when life stops protecting you the way it once did.
I used to think my sensitivity came from growing up surrounded by love and care. Maybe that safety made me soft. Maybe it allowed me to live in a bubble where emotions were understood instead of judged. But when life shifted — when I lost the person who always caught my emotional falls — I realized the world doesn’t cushion you the same way. It can be cruel, indifferent, and unforgiving.
Being sensitive suddenly feels dangerous, like walking through life without armor.
But here’s what I’m slowly learning: sensitivity isn’t something to erase. It just needs boundaries. It needs maturity. It needs strength behind it. Feeling deeply doesn’t make you weak — it means you’re alive, human, and capable of connection in a way many people aren’t.
I don’t want to stop being sensitive.
I just want to learn how to carry it better — without letting the world break my softness.
Peace💟