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A Letter to the Girl Who Thought She Was Going Crazy

Hey, you’re welcome! You’re the one who is sitting here right now in a tense state, unsure whether you’re imagining it. The one who’s been told often to be “too sensitive,” “overreacting,” or “misunderstanding” that you’ve begun to believe it. The doctor explained that your discomfort is “just the result of stress.

Don’t Trust the Woman in the Mirror-She’s One of Them

The first time she heard it, she laughed. A breathy, nervous sound the kind you hear when you’re unsure if you’re dreaming or not. The woman who was in the mirror had her face, freckles, and the same tired eyes from many hours of studying feminist theories. However, the

Life’s “Priorities Vs Cost”

Life doesn’t come in a book. It is a matter of time. Time rewrites your priorities. “ I find myself thinking a lot during quiet times, such as when the house is still, the children are sleeping, or the phone has finally stopped buzzing. In those moments of silence,

A Story of Lessons, Not Just Loss

“Love your partner with all your heart, not just your head. Because logic is the foundation, and emotion gives it life. “ Many people ask me, “Why amn’t I married yet?” It’s as if marriage were just another thing to cross off your list. Life has taught me to

The Story of a Woman in Her 30s

“Life may not always give you choices, but you can always choose how to live it.” I am in my 30s and live alone with purpose and peace. My journey was not blessed with privilege or constant support. It’s mine. Raw. Real. Resilient. How do you manage to do everything by

My Freelancing Journey: From Dreams to Reality

Everyone knows my name and the work I do, but few know the real story behind my journey—the struggles, the failures, and the moments that shaped me. Today, I want to share that story with you. EDUCATION Part I: The Early Days – A Life in

Remember When He Said You’d Never Find Better

There was once a time she couldn’t laugh like that; her laughter would come between approval ratings and polite apologies, whispered secrets like secrets into conversations without ever speaking them outright; she loved a man who told her he would always be better than me. At

Author: sweta leena Panda