Tag: poetess
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Intense truth I learnt on toxic powerful work life
Let me tell you the truthno one posts about, Sometimes you don’t leave.Not because you’re weak,but because life has its handswrapped tightly around your choices. Bills don’t care about your mental health.Responsibility doesn’t wait for healing.And survival…survival has a way of making even the strongest people stayin places that are slowly breaking them. So you…
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Powerful Toxic bosses who make work life terrible
I’ve met bosseswho never raised their voice—but still managed to silence entire rooms. Not with shouting,but with looks that said,“Know your place.” And we did. We learned quicklythat respect in that spacewas not mutual—it was demanded. You didn’t earn it.You performed for it. Every day felt like an auditionfor a role you were already hired…
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Painful survival mode at work
We didn’t walk into work,we walked into survival. Every morning felt like signing a quiet agreementthat today, again,we would shrink ourselvesjust to keep a paycheck alive. We found ourselves in placeswhere silence was safer than honesty,where speaking up felt like handing in your own resignation letterbefore you even sat down. They never told us our…
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Powerful reasons why hurt people hurt other people a lot.
I didn’t always believe that saying,it felt like something people usedto excuse damage they didn’t want to fix.But lately,it sounds a little too much like my own footsteps. I’ve been paying attention to myself,the quiet patterns,the small choices that don’t seem louduntil they cause something meaningful to break. I’ve noticed how I pull awayright when…
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They See the Baby not the painful experience
People see the baby, tiny fingers, soft cheeks,a new life wrapped in warmth, but they don’t always understandWhat it took the motherjust to reach that moment. It started quietly,with a change she could feelbefore anyone else noticed. A body no longer fully hers. Morning sickness that didn’t carewhat time it was.Food she once lovedsuddenly impossible…
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When Being Chosen Feels Strange
Sometimes, you get so used to being an optionthat being chosen feels unfamiliar,almost like a trick,like something that might disappearThe moment you believe in it. You start to question everything.Kindness feels suspicious.Consistency feels temporary. Because you rememberWhat it was like before. Friendships where you had to prove yourself,over and over again.Spaces where your presenceneeded justification.…
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Beautiful lessons from plants about life
Sometimes you stretch toward the sun,quietly becoming more than you were yesterday.Other days, you are the soil,holding space for someone elseas they find their way up. There are moments you need rain,a hand,a voice that says, “keep going.”And then there are daysno one comes,no rescue, no answers,just you and the weight of it all,learning how…
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The hidden pain of an extremely broken fixer in life
I notice what’s out of placebefore I notice what’s whole.A small tear on your sleevepulls my attentionmore than the warmth of the coat itself. When you speak,I don’t just hear your words,I catch the pause,the slight shake,the quiet weight behind your voice,and something in me rushesto repair it. My mind doesn’t rest.Even when the world…
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The pain of not being seen by love
Have you ever been to a season wherethings just don’t work, no matter how hard you try,and every time your phone ringsYou already know it’s not about you? Have you ever been that person?Everyone runs to when life gets heavy,the one who listens, fixes, shows up,But no one really stops to askIf you are okay…