Category: Self-Reflection
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When Everything Falls Apart, Who’s Still There?
When my relationship ended, I found myself in a dark place—lost, emotionally wrecked, and alone. I had prioritized my girlfriend over my friendships, and when she was gone, I had no one left to turn to. But Paul was there. He didn’t hold my absence against me. He reached out, checked in, and asked me…
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Essence Over Time: The Friendships That Endure
People say that time changes everything. That friendships fade, that people outgrow each other, that life moves us in different directions. But I don’t think that’s always true. Some connections don’t weaken with time. Some people don’t become strangers just because years pass. I’ve realized that the friendships that last aren’t the ones built on…
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The Tragic Brilliance and Redemption of Mark: A Life Devoted to Art and Reinvention
Mark spent 15 years chasing artistic prestige, only to find himself struggling financially and emotionally. His pivot to plastering in Whitstable brought him stability, balance, and a newfound appreciation for life. His story serves as a powerful lesson on passion, reinvention, and the importance of adaptability in the pursuit of fulfillment.
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How My Inspirations Shape the Way I Build Digital Experiences
Inspiration comes in many forms, and for me, it’s a fusion of sport, dance, art, architecture, and nature. These passions shape how I approach web design—balancing structure with creativity, discipline with fluidity, and function with aesthetics. Digital experiences should feel as natural as movement, as intentional as architecture, and as expressive as art. This is…
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Escaping the Fire: What I Learned from My Most Toxic Relationship
Some relationships don’t shape you through love, but through the scars they leave behind. My first serious girlfriend, S, was one of those. What started as intoxicating passion soon turned into psychological warfare—manipulation, volatility, and cycles of abuse I couldn’t break free from. I stayed, not because I loved her, but because I didn’t love…
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Paul, London Service – After Thoughts
aul, we just attended your service in London. The room was full, overflowing with love and remembrance. I spoke for you, but it wasn’t enough. My thoughts of you have been consuming me, and I feel we need another moment—one that truly reflects who you were. Maybe in the South of France, where we can…
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A Therapist Asked Me WHY I Am Suicidal—Can I Pinpoint It?
I recently went to see a therapist because of all the emotional weight I’ve been carrying—from heartbreak, to the loss of a loved one (Paul), to getting fired multiple times, to getting kicked out of my own childhood home. My dad suggested I go because he saw the signs: when I talk, he can barely…
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The Weight of Inconsistency: Why I Crave Clarity in People
It’s not just one thing—it’s everything piling up. The weight of loss, of isolation, of never knowing where I stand with people. I crave consistency, clarity, directness—but instead, I get shifting intentions, mixed signals, and uncertainty that drains me more than anything. If I could just have clarity, the weight wouldn’t feel so crushing. Instead,…
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A Letter to Y – Weak Men Hide Behind Business Decisions
You see, leadership isn’t about making sure the numbers work. It isn’t about replacing people the second they no longer fit your plans. Leadership is about standing with people through their struggles, not just benefiting from their strengths. But courage is something you lack.
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A Letter to Paul – you were not just a friend… you were… The Friend
Paul, I don’t know how to write this because no words feel enough.No sentence can fully explain what you meant to me, what you were in my life, and the unbearable silence you’ve left behind. You weren’t just a friend—you were the friend.The one I could call when life made no sense.The one who didn’t…