I notice this trait in narcissistic people. I notice this trait in my family. They just don’t like seeing other people happier than them. Why is that? Perhaps insecurity. So, I learn not to take it personally. I just learn to avoid them, and their drama. I hate drama. I just can’t stand those fake/two-face bloodsucking people. People who loves seeing other people suffer. If you ever meet one. Walk away. ASAP. The sooner you leave the better.

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We live through life mostly in autopilot (maybe except during the pandemic lockdowns). We hardly have the time to reflect on what’s going in our mind, our bodies, and emotions. Resulting in a sense of disconnection. Being able to have the time to write is indeed a luxury. It’s a ‘me’ time to connect between the mind, body, and the emotions. A private communion. A kind of meditation. A mental health checkup. Try and do it more often. You will be surprised at how much your writing can reveal about yourself, and the state of your mental health.

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Don’t tell me who I am. Let me define myself. Don’t tell me which religion is the best. Let me choose for myself. As a child, I was raised as a muslim. People treat religion as something sacred back in the days. Like it’s just something to be accepted, and not questioned. A tyranny of the mind. Who gives these people the right to decide what’s best for you? Who is to say who deserves to go to hell or heaven? Or to say what is good or evil? Nobody. Nobody has the right to decide anything for me. NOBODY. Luckily I escaped most religion. Dabble a bit in Buddhism, before it sounded like bullshit to me. But, I do still meditate. In the end I found my God in nature, and that is all it is needed to keep me alive.

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Dian

Dian

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Freelancer in art and language. Master of science dropout. An expert in avoiding toxic people.