The Art of Being Unbothered
Mastering the art of being unbothered takes patience, practice, and self-awareness. It protects your peace and helps you function better in daily life. It’s easy…
The world I discovered within me, you must see it through my words
Here, words move slowly. They begin as feelings, turn into truth, and become something you can finally hold.
For those who carry more than they ever say aloud
You move through the world quietly, feeling everything deeply, maybe too deeply at times. You notice what others overlook. You think in layers. Words live longer inside you than they do on your tongue. Some days, it feels like no one else sees life the way you do—slow, heavy, honest.
This space is for that part of you. The part that pauses before speaking. That searches for meaning in silence. That finds beauty in truth, even when it hurts. Here, words don’t rush. They arrive slowly, like understanding. Like healing. Like home.
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It all started at a young age when scribbling words on paper was easier than speaking them out loud. Still, words feel heavier in my chest, choke my throat, and die in my mouth. With the passing years, writing became a ritual for me. So ordinary that it took me years to realize that it is a reason for my existence.
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