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The One About Hemorrhoids

 Let me start by saying something important: nobody warns you about adulthood properly. It Started Innocently. Everything was normal. I woke up, drank my tea, minded my business like a responsible citizen. Around midday, I felt pressed and off to the loo I went to do a number two. Five minutes after, my life changed. Chaos. The Moment of Realization Let me tell you something: when hemorrhoids arrive, they do not knock politely . They enter like an uninvited relative during Christmas. Suddenly sitting down is no longer an activity. It becomes a negotiation with destiny . I sat down. My body said: “Excuse me, who authorized this?” I stood up. My body said: “Where do you think you're going? ” At that point I realized this pain is not joking with me. The Walk of Suffering Let me talk about walking. Normally, walking is simple. Left leg and right leg abi? But when hemorrhoids flare up, you start walking like someone that is transporting fragile eggs between your bu...

Till Abroad Do Us Part

So, I get nudged to write about relationships. I did a lot of that on my old blog. I wrote about navigating singlehood and living alone in the UK.  It was chaotic. Haha. Love doesn’t always end in betrayal or heartbreak. Sometimes, it ends in an airport terminal, with tight hugs, teary eyes, and a promise we both know we probably won’t keep: “We’ll make this work.” When I got the opportunity to move abroad, it felt like everything I had longed for was finally aligning. New job, new culture, new adventures.  But hidden in the excitement was the slow unraveling of a love I thought could withstand the miles. If wishes were horses..... We tried to prepare. We talked through the hard stuff.   For a while, it worked. Calls during lunch breaks,  surprise gift deliveries across continents. It felt like we were still “us.” *Yinmu* Until we weren’t.  Distance doesn’t just stretch geography. It stretches emotions, conversations, and eventually, patience. The silence b...

You Are Doing Well

 When was the last time you truly paused and told yourself, "I am doing well". Not in a loud, boastful way, but in a quiet, reassuring voice—the kind that sinks into your soul and reminds you that, despite everything, you are making progress. Life moves fast. It often feels like we are racing against unseen deadlines, measuring ourselves against milestones that society has set.  We compare, we criticize, we push ourselves harder—sometimes forgetting that simply surviving, growing, and showing up every day is already a victory. But today, let me remind you: You are doing well. You Are Doing Well, Even If… You are still piecing your life together, one small step at a time. You wake up some mornings feeling unsure, but you get up anyway. You carry silent battles that no one else sees, yet you keep pushing forward. You have taken detours and unexpected pauses, but you’re still on your journey. I used to think that progress had to be loud and visible. That if peo...