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Beyond Daydreams

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We always imagine something we don’t have in our lives but always forget what we actually have, and here I am, Anjali, again with you.  Today, my blog is kind of inspired by the lives lost through so many incidents nearby. We live in a world where the grass always seems greener on the other side. It’s easy to get caught up in daydreams about the things we don’t have—a better job, a bigger house, more friends, or even just a different life altogether. Social media feeds this longing, showing us curated snapshots of other people’s “perfect” lives, making it harder to appreciate what’s right in front of us. But what if the real treasure isn’t in what we lack but in what we already possess? The Trap of “If Only” Thinking Many of us fall into the habit of “if only” thinking. If only I had more money, if only I looked different, if only my parents understood me better, then I’d be happy. This mindset keeps us in a constant state of dissatisfaction, always reaching for something just ...

You Talk All Pain Like It's Alright

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You talk all pain like it’s alright, as if it’s just another chapter in the story, something everyone goes through and moves past. Hey everyone, this is another blog by me, pain is not just a passing moment. It’s the quiet companion that sits with me in the dark, the echo in my mind when the world is silent. Sometimes, I wish people could see how heavy it feels, how it colors everything I do, every word I say, every step I take. They tell me to be strong, to keep smiling, to let things go. “It’s alright,” they say, as if those words could magically heal the cracks inside me. But pain isn’t always loud or dramatic. Sometimes, it’s the silent ache that lingers when the laughter fades, the weight that presses on my chest when I’m alone with my thoughts. It’s the feeling of being misunderstood, of carrying something invisible that no one else seems to notice. “Behind every smile, there’s a story of strength and survival.” Being in experience, I’ve learned to hide my pain behind gentle sm...