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Chosen Families and Lonely Hearts

  Friendships are magical — like a chosen family we get to create for ourselves. People we vibe with, who understand us in ways even family sometimes can’t. We hang out, share secrets, explore the world together… it sounds beautiful, right? But honestly? I didn’t get to fully experience that. I learned what friendship meant in school — and somewhere along the way, I unlearned it in college. Surrounded by all kinds of people, I just couldn’t find a true friend. Everyone called me their friend — But honestly, I never felt like one. It was always, “Can you help with this?” or “Can you take care of that?” It started to feel less like friendship… and more like I was just ticking things off someone else’s list. To me, real friendship means being able to show up as your true self — and still being accepted. No judgment. No pressure. No whispers behind your back. I tried to be that kind of friend for others. I checked in. I made sure people felt safe and cared for. I tho...
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Soul Figuring Out

  Life is actually funny — and bumpy. I feel like I’m doing absolutely everything I can, and yet… I’m still so lost. Everything feels confusing — like it’s all tangled up in ways I can’t even explain. I don’t know if the path I’m on is the right one… Or if it’s just one I somehow ended up on. One of my professors once told me: “Always expect the unexpected.” And maybe that’s what life really is — A messy mix of effort, destiny, and a little bit of luck. No matter how hard we try to plan it, life doesn’t always follow our script. The “unexpected” isn’t always fun. It includes the lows — The rejections, the heartbreaks, the identity crises, the friendships that fade. Not every day is magical. Not every decision makes sense right away. People constantly ask, “So, what’s your 5-year plan?” And honestly? I want to say, “I don’t know.” Because I really don’t. What I planned… somehow fell apart. And now? I have no backups. Just blank pages and a heart still lear...
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Kindness isn't Loud-But It Echoes Forever

  Before I become successful, loved, or admired — the first thing I want to be is a “good person.” And by a good person, I don’t mean someone beautiful or powerful. I mean someone real . Someone who carries kindness and humanity for everyone they meet. Honestly, if someone ever said to me, “People like you make the world a better place,” — that would be the ultimate compliment. An instant mood-lifter, right? Because here’s the truth: Humanity doesn’t require money. Kindness isn’t expensive. And yet… it’s become so rare. The world feels like a business transaction now — everything is give and take. People talk about karma all the time, but I still wonder: If karma really exists, why is genuine humanity so hard to find? It’s so rare… That I could probably find my lost hairclip faster than I could find pure-hearted kindness around me. (And every girl reading this knows how impossible it is to find a lost hairclip!) I’ve seen people stoop to unbelievable lows just...
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Dear Life Wanderers,

  Not an expert on life — still growing, still learning, still getting humbled in the most beautiful ways. I’ve laughed through messes and cried in silence, trying to make every moment count. But no one ever told me that you won’t always have it all figured out — and that’s okay. To anyone out there still figuring out life: I see you. We’ve all been in that place where time feels frozen, careers stall, love becomes confusing, and even your own reflection feels like a question mark. Every decision feels like a regret. Emotions come in waves, and none of them seem to land on the good side. But you’re not alone — not even a little bit. Growing up is a constant transition — from childhood to teens, teens to 20s, and 20s to 30s. Life brings a series of firsts: your first love, your first achievement, your first failure, your first heartbreak… your first healing. And honestly? Everything is a mess. Some messes are sweet. Some are brutal. And most of the time, there are no war...
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