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The art of loving softer despite the thorns —

I root for the people to have everything that I couldn't receive. I know how it feels to be a desert so I wish them to be the river full of life.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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Having the core of the eldest daughter is an alone journey, where you have to deal with things all by yourself, where you have to keep wearing the armour because you are always expected to be mature, understanding, patient and brace yourself even if you are exhausted.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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Adulting is when life gets you so cooked, yet you smile back at your parents without making them realise the sound of the thunders inside your heart when you wish to. But you step back because of their health.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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In English, we say: "Compliments make me uncomfortable"

But in poetry, we say: "My stomach is full with criticisms hence I end up puking out compliments.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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I deeply respect the peace of the ones I love over my own need for closure or closeness. I don't wish to be a black haunting shadow in their life who would make them uncomfortable throughout. I just want them to be happy even if it's without my presence.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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What should encourage you not to judge?

There's always a story behind why people are just the way they are, the story of the shivering and freezing hand when seeing a crowd, the story of one's desire to fix the broken, to love even softer. The story of the dead ice who was once a free-flowing water, the story of the one building tough walls on slight inconvenience, the story of the struggle behind to accept love, the story of being a lone superhuman.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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Nothing is heavier in this world than a heart filled with unexplained words and unexpressed feelings.

And what surprises me that how humans just manage to carry it with a smile.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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The harsh reality of today, people who are seen floating on the sea are struggling to swim down but they choose to pretend.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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I love my mom, but i don't wish to be like her —

I love my mom. She is the epitome of selflessness and true sacrifice living with no regrets, expecting nothing in return. I've seen her brush off her own desires, her silent dreams, just to fill our cups full. She is the first to serve and the last to eat, making sure we eat first fresh and hot. When she has the chance to take the last bite of ice cream, she smiles and says she doesn't like it just so we can have it instead. But this is the same woman who carried the weight of responsibilities and generational burdens from a painfully young age. The same woman who gets hurt more than anyone should. I've seen her let people trample over her flower-like emotions, her softness mistaken for weakness. I've seen her kindness taken for granted, her efforts dismissed at the cost of her mental health. I've watched her cry invisible tears, alone in rooms where no one noticed. All because she got "It's not a big deal... it's just her duty" over appreciation, she lost herself amidst completing everyone.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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I love my mom, but I don't wish to be like her —

I love my mom, she is an epitome of selflessness and true sacrifice with no regrets, with no expectations. I have seen her brushing off her desires, her wishes just to fill our cups, She serves us first so that we can eat fresh. When she have the opportunity to eat that last part of ice cream, she excuses that she doesn't like it just to save for us! The woman who carried responsibilities and generational baggages at a very young age. But I have also seen my mom getting hurt more than ever. I have seen how she let people trample over her flower like emotions, being taken for granted. I have seen her heart cry those invisible tears alone when people sweeped off her hardwork under the carpet saying that " it isn't a big deal and these were her duties"

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The most inevitable pain is the feeling of not being enough even when you are —

You spend your life exhausting yourself, trying to prove your worth, trying to matter - to your parents, your friends, your family, or the world. You set your own needs aside, racing to fill everyone else's cup. You move mountains just to feel seen, heard, and needed - to savour even a sliver of importance. And still, somehow, it never feels like enough. You dig into yourself again and again until you become a graveyard of all the love you gave and none you received, and in the end, it makes you realize that you aren't the sole deserver even when you are.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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Gentleness over Grievances —

Why should the rest of the world carry the weight of your pain, which they neither caused nor deserved? They are not responsible for your wounds, and they don't deserve your bitterness. You have no right to punish the innocent for a hurt they never gave. You know the language of how it feels like-translate it into kindness. You know the taste of the ache. Don't let anyone else taste it, not even a single bite. Please always help others by choosing gentleness instead."

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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When things get too overwhelming —

I retreat. I stop talking. Instead, I reach for a cup of coffee or pour my heart into words, or lose myself in a book, or walk under an open sky, or cry-until the weight in my chest begins to lift or get to sleep just to forget all the nightmare for a while. I'm at a stage in life where I'm quietly teaching my soul how to be self-sufficient - strong enough to face every storm alone, no matter what.

— deeplysolaced, areeba

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When things get too overwhelmed, I don't talk to people anymore, I distract myself either through a cup of coffee or writing my heart or reading a book or going out for a walk or just crying out until my heart feels lighter again. In a nutshell, I am at that stage of life where I am preparing my soul to be self-sufficient and strong enough to fight all the problems alone no matter what! I am at that stage of life where I don't need anyone!

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"Making mistakes isn't a choice, and it isn't a humiliation. You are a flawed human-allowed to mess up, to work on it, to grow. But when you deny it, twist words, play the blame game, and stay firm that you're right even when you're openly wrong, just to protect the illusion of superiority -then you're not just avoiding mistakes, you're avoiding humanity. You're drowning in vanity, clinging to the comfort of your own toxicity. And in doing so, you're betraying the very morals that make us human. You've sold your soul to inhumanity-and it's leading you nowhere."

— deeplysolaced._

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"Making mistakes isn't a choice. It isn't a humiliation. You are a flawful human who deserves to mess, work on it, learn from it, but instead, if you choose to deny, play the blame game, twist the words and justify that what you are always right despite being openly wrong only because you can't withstand getting your perfect image shattered. You are drowned in vanity, not willing to work on it, stay in the comfort of your toxicity, and are going against human morals and ethics. You have sold your soul to inhumanity, and it's taking you nowhere."

— deeplysolaced._

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" It's hard to trust anyone these days. We've moved into a generation where people are no longer homes-but complex maze games. You end up exhausting your mind just to figure out who they really are. They've stopped being true, real, and raw. Games, manipulation, unpredictable suspense, and inconsistent behavioural tricks now run in their veins-slowly destroying the essence of true connection. People have lost their morality, their dignity amidst deluded in being perfectly image with no flaws.

— deeplysolaced._