Petals and paper

🌙 A Personal Story About Sleepless Nights and Silent Thoughts During the day, I look completely fine. I attend classes, reply to messages, smile when needed, and go on with life like everything is under control. No one would ever guess that once the clock crosses 12 AM, my mind slowly starts falling apart. Night is when I overthink the most. As soon as the lights go off and silence fills the room, my thoughts become louder than any noise during the day. Conversations I thought were insignificant start replaying. Small mistakes feel huge. The future feels uncertain. And questions like “What am I doing with my life?” or “Why am I not good enough?” refuse to leave my head. If you’re reading this at night, tired but unable to sleep, mentally exhausted yet awake  let me say this first: You are not weak. You are human 🌌 When Overthinking Begins Slowly and Silently My night overthinking didn’t start suddenly. At first, it happened once in a while. I would lie in bed and think about my ...

                  Early morning with soft sunlight  and mindfullness There are wounds we don’t talk about  the kind that don’t bleed but quietly ache inside. Sometimes, it’s not the world we need forgiveness from… it’s ourselves. The things we said out of fear, the choices we regret, the moments we wish we could change  they stay. But I’ve learned something through ink and paper: writing doesn’t just tell your story  it heals it. This is how I found forgiveness in my own words.  💌                   Writing my thoughts on paper with emotion For the longest time, I held on to things that hurt me  not because I wanted to, but because I didn’t know how to let them go. The guilt, the regret, the endless replaying of what ifs   it all became a quiet part of me. I smiled on the outside, but somewhere deep inside, I was still holding con...