healing
How to heal fully and properly.
From Big Bang to Billions
From Big Bang to Billions There was a moment—one singular, deafening moment—when everything collapsed. For Arjun Mehta, that moment came in a dimly lit one-bedroom apartment in New Jersey, with eviction papers taped to the front door, $32 in his bank account, and a silence so heavy it made the walls feel like they were closing in.
By From Dust to Starsabout a year ago in Motivation
The Mirror Lied: How I Found Strength When I Thought I Had None
I remember staring at the bathroom mirror, convinced I was a failure. It was a Monday morning, one of those gray-skied days that seemed to reflect exactly how I felt inside. I was 26, jobless for the third time in two years, recently dumped by someone I thought I’d marry, and back living with my parents—again. Every inch of my self-esteem had been chipped away, piece by painful piece.
By Salman khanabout a year ago in Motivation
Silence Isn’t Empty—It’s Full of Answers
We live in a world that fears silence. We fill our lives with constant noise—scrolling through social media, streaming something in the background, replying to messages before we’ve even finished thinking. We say things just to fill the space. We keep busy because stopping feels unfamiliar.
By Irfan Aliabout a year ago in Motivation
Creating a Life That Feels Like Yours
For a long time, I was living a life that looked fine on the outside but felt empty on the inside. I had the checklist: a job that paid the bills, people around me, goals that sounded right—but deep down, something was missing. Not because I was ungrateful, but because I was disconnected from myself. My life didn’t feel like mine. It felt borrowed, expected, performative.
By Irfan Aliabout a year ago in Motivation
Romanticizing Your Life Isn’t Silly—It’s Healing
There’s a narrative we’ve all been fed: that everyday life is supposed to be a series of practical, predictable, and often dull events. We wake up, go through routines, check things off to-do lists, and scroll through curated lives online, wondering if we’re missing something. But what if the "something" we’re missing isn't something big, but the ability to see beauty in the little things?
By Irfan Aliabout a year ago in Motivation
“When a Plane Turned Back Twice for One Man’s Faith”
On a seemingly ordinary day in May 2025, at a Libyan airport, a young man named Amer Al Mahdi Mansour Al Gaddafi stood ready to embark on the most sacred journey of his life—the Hajj. But what unfolded next turned into an unforgettable testament of faith, divine will, and the power of pure intention. Subhãn Allãh—glory be to Allah!
By Mymuna✯✯about a year ago in Motivation
a Woman and a Young Man
It was one of those bitter winter days where the sky was heavy, and the wind carried a sharpness that pierced through even the thickest coats. Snow fell relentlessly, blanketing the streets in white silence. A woman was driving alone, hoping to make it to the city before the snowfall became unbearable. But fate had a different plan.
By Abdulmusawerabout a year ago in Motivation
from ashes to light
As I sat in the stillness of the early morning hours of January 2025, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement and trepidation. The world outside was quiet, except for the distant sounds of fireworks and cheers that lingered from the New Year's celebrations. But in my heart, a new celebration was about to begin. I had spent the last few days reflecting on my life, on the trials and tribulations that had shaped me into the person I am today. I thought about the pain, the fear, and the darkness that had once consumed me. But most of all, I thought about the light that had begun to shine through the cracks. It's been over a decade since my life took a drastic turn. I was just 13 years old when I lost my mom. The pain of that loss was overwhelming, and it sent me spiraling into a world of darkness. I felt lost, alone, and vulnerable. The abuse that followed only added to the pain, and I found myself struggling to survive. I survived suicide, the desperate attempt to escape the pain that had become too much to bear. I survived emotional and physical abuse, the constant barrage of hurtful words and actions that chipped away at my self-worth. I survived sexual abuse, the violation of my body and my trust. And I survived it all with no one to turn to, no one to believe me, and no one to save me. But as I sit here today, I realize that I did survive. I survived the abuse, the pain, and the darkness. And I'm not just surviving; I'm thriving. I'm finding my voice, my strength, and my purpose. As I look to the future, I'm filled with a sense of hope and excitement. I've been thinking about starting a new project, one that will allow me to share my story with the world. I want to publish my story, to let others know that they're not alone, that there is hope, and that they too can survive. My project is still in its infancy, but I can feel the passion and excitement building within me. I envision a book, a collection of stories, poems, and artwork that reflect my journey. I want to call it "From Ashes to Light," a symbol of my transformation from darkness to light. As I think about publishing my story, I'm filled with a sense of purpose. I know that my story can help others, that it can provide hope and inspiration to those who are struggling. I think about all the people out there who are going through similar experiences, who are feeling lost and alone. And I want them to know that they're not alone, that there is a way out of the darkness. I remember the days when I felt like I was walking through a never-ending tunnel, with no light in sight. But I also remember the moment when I saw a glimmer of light, when I realized that I had the strength to keep going. And that's what I want to share with others. As I embark on this new journey, I'm filled with a sense of excitement and anticipation. I know that it won't be easy, that there will be challenges and obstacles along the way. But I'm ready. I'm ready to share my story, to help others, and to shine my light. I take a deep breath, feeling the weight of my past slowly lifting off my shoulders. I know that I'll always carry the scars of my past with me, but I also know that I'm not defined by them. I'm defined by my strength, my resilience, and my determination. As I look to the future, I'm filled with a sense of hope and possibility. I know that I have the power to create change, to make a difference in the world. And I'm excited to see where this new journey will take me. The fireworks may have faded, but the celebration in my heart has just begun. I'm ready to start this new chapter, to share my story, and to shine my light. I'm ready to take on 2025, and to make it a year of hope, healing, and redemption.
By Ms Rotondwa Mudauabout a year ago in Motivation
Are Women Better Suited for Weight Lifting
When most people think about weight lifting, the image of a strong, muscular man likely comes to mind. For decades, strength training has been seen as a male-dominated space. But science—and increasing gym participation among women—is telling a new story. In many key areas, women may actually be better suited to weight lifting than men. From endurance and recovery to discipline and technique, female physiology offers unique advantages in strength training.
By Lucy watsonabout a year ago in Motivation
