Writing about building a calm, peaceful, and meaningful life through slow living.
So I didn’t use my phone for five days in a row. Used it occasionally. Like making payments, replying back to some text. That’s all. No scrolling, YouTube, emails, nothing.
There have been moments in my life where I genuinely wished I was a little less aware.
Overthinking from the outside feels like intelligence. You feel like you’re being thoughtful. Very mature. Emotionally intelligent. The kind of person who “really understands themselves.”
I used to think if I could just explain myself better, people would understand me.
After many years, I watched a film that touched my heart. A film that reminded me it’s always the little things that we overlook that make life worth living. A film that re-introduced me to me. It w…
The softest hearts carry a quiet burden. A kind of pain that doesn’t scream, that doesn’t break loudly, that doesn’t make noise.
One day you just notice that you’re tired in a way that you just can’t put your finger on.
There’s a loneliness that no one talks about. The loneliness of being misunderstood even when you’re surrounded by people who think they know you.
There’s a kind of suffering that doesn’t look like suffering at all. No breakdowns. No chaos. No visible wounds. Just a person who seems too reflective. Too self-aware. Too conscious of every word…
