a space where emotions meet expression.
Here, I write about life, growth, love, and everything that makes us human.
It’s not just writing; it’s a journey of reflection, lessons, and healing ❤️🩹
and i’ll be like to him: oky, why are you so into in alcohol
Argument closed.
and i’ll be like to him: oky, why are you so into in alcohol
Argument closed.
Worthy🌷
Worthy🌷
Grief doesn’t arrive with answers.
It comes quietly through silence, distance, and questions we don’t know how to ask. It settles into the spaces left behind by people, memories, and moments that once mattered deeply.
Grief doesn’t arrive with answers.
It comes quietly through silence, distance, and questions we don’t know how to ask. It settles into the spaces left behind by people, memories, and moments that once mattered deeply.
But what if that’s exactly where our strength lies?
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But what if that’s exactly where our strength lies?
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We spend our whole life running behind dreams, deadlines, people, money… everything. But we almost never stop to think about the one thing that makes all of this even possible.
Our health.
I mean, think about it.
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We spend our whole life running behind dreams, deadlines, people, money… everything. But we almost never stop to think about the one thing that makes all of this even possible.
Our health.
I mean, think about it.
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But here’s the good news:
once you recognize it, you can take control, step by step, and turn it into your biggest growth opportunity.
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But here’s the good news:
once you recognize it, you can take control, step by step, and turn it into your biggest growth opportunity.
CHECK NEW POST.
But somewhere inside us, a quiet courage keeps whispering, “Try again.”
But somewhere inside us, a quiet courage keeps whispering, “Try again.”
Sometimes we spend so much time trying to understand others our friends, family, or partners but forget the most important person: ourselves.
I realized that for a long time, I didn’t truly know my own emotions, boundaries, or patterns.
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Sometimes we spend so much time trying to understand others our friends, family, or partners but forget the most important person: ourselves.
I realized that for a long time, I didn’t truly know my own emotions, boundaries, or patterns.
Discover full post here !
As the year slowly folds its warmer months away, there comes a season of quiet reflection, soft light, and gentle chills. Winter—a time when mornings are misty, nights stretch long, and the world is blanketed in fleeting snowflakes.
As the year slowly folds its warmer months away, there comes a season of quiet reflection, soft light, and gentle chills. Winter—a time when mornings are misty, nights stretch long, and the world is blanketed in fleeting snowflakes.
Thank you for joining me once again.
This is the second part of our First Edition of Your Story, Our Lesson ~ a space where your experiences turn into reflections we can all learn from.
Today, I’m sharing the remaining two stories submitted this week. ✨
Thank you for joining me once again.
This is the second part of our First Edition of Your Story, Our Lesson ~ a space where your experiences turn into reflections we can all learn from.
Today, I’m sharing the remaining two stories submitted this week. ✨
I don’t know when it started,
but lately I’ve been talking to the Sun…
like it’s a real person sitting in front of me, listening, smiling, answering back in its own warm language.
Maybe it sounds silly, but some conversations don’t need people, just a little light.
I don’t know when it started,
but lately I’ve been talking to the Sun…
like it’s a real person sitting in front of me, listening, smiling, answering back in its own warm language.
Maybe it sounds silly, but some conversations don’t need people, just a little light.
New Work is up!
Perfection is often treated like a destination, yet it keeps slipping through the hands that try to hold it.
This poem is simply a reminder that the light ahead isn’t meant to make anyone perfect… it’s meant to guide even the most imperfect soul forward.
New Work is up!
Perfection is often treated like a destination, yet it keeps slipping through the hands that try to hold it.
This poem is simply a reminder that the light ahead isn’t meant to make anyone perfect… it’s meant to guide even the most imperfect soul forward.
So Finale part is live❤️
A girl finding her strength, her words, and her light after moments of loss and fear inspired you in some small way.I hope you felt her journey, and maybe, in some way, found a little courage to embrace your own.
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So Finale part is live❤️
A girl finding her strength, her words, and her light after moments of loss and fear inspired you in some small way.I hope you felt her journey, and maybe, in some way, found a little courage to embrace your own.
open.substack.com/pub/itsmesim...
STORY - The Book Holds Tiny World Within
PART 5 IS LIVE❤️
This is the journey of a girl who lost almost everything ,her childhood peace, her mother, and even the courage to dream.
But she found one thing no one could take away from her,
Her words.
STAY TUNED FOR LAST PART!!
STORY - The Book Holds Tiny World Within
PART 5 IS LIVE❤️
This is the journey of a girl who lost almost everything ,her childhood peace, her mother, and even the courage to dream.
But she found one thing no one could take away from her,
Her words.
STAY TUNED FOR LAST PART!!
PART 4- A Book Holds Tiny Worlds Within OUT NOW!!
I’m sorry for late.
CHECK THE STORY !!
Remind you..
It’s a fictional story, but it’s full of emotions, little observations, and moments that quietly shape a life.
Step out with me in her world.
open.substack.com/pub/itsmesim...
PART 4- A Book Holds Tiny Worlds Within OUT NOW!!
I’m sorry for late.
CHECK THE STORY !!
Remind you..
It’s a fictional story, but it’s full of emotions, little observations, and moments that quietly shape a life.
Step out with me in her world.
open.substack.com/pub/itsmesim...
it’s still progress, still moving you closer to who you’re becoming.
HAPPY MONDAY
it’s still progress, still moving you closer to who you’re becoming.
HAPPY MONDAY
they will never break the roots you’ve quietly grown within.
they will never break the roots you’ve quietly grown within.
Let me remind you: It’s a fictional story, but it’s full of emotions, little observations, and moments that quietly shape a life. This story named ~ “A Book Holds Tiny Worlds Within.”Those who didn’t read Part 1,2 ~ GO& CHECK, SO YOU COULD MISS THE RHYTHM OF STORY
Let me remind you: It’s a fictional story, but it’s full of emotions, little observations, and moments that quietly shape a life. This story named ~ “A Book Holds Tiny Worlds Within.”Those who didn’t read Part 1,2 ~ GO& CHECK, SO YOU COULD MISS THE RHYTHM OF STORY
when you stop fighting it. The rain will fall whether you complain or not. Traffic will exist whether you stress or not. People will act how they want whether you worry or not.
Focus on what you can change. Let go of what you can’t.
when you stop fighting it. The rain will fall whether you complain or not. Traffic will exist whether you stress or not. People will act how they want whether you worry or not.
Focus on what you can change. Let go of what you can’t.