Selfrealization Stories

Always remember that you are loved. When you're down, just read this.

you know the drill by now. just a melancholy poet with half-rate thoughts, writing on a whim

Some connections begin with conversations. Others begin with things half-spoken. Adrian Reyes has always moved through life with quiet confidence-well dressed without trying, observant without being intrusive, effortlessly good at most things he does. Most things... except history. Between surviving his night class, keeping up with his loud but loyal best friend Jave, and navigating the chaos of university life, Adrian is used to being in control. Elio, on the other hand, is starting over. A year after walking away from a seven-year relationship, he enters university hoping for something simple: space, distraction, and maybe a quieter version of himself. He keeps to the back of the classroom, listens more than he speaks, and carries a kind of hope that comes from surviving something difficult. They sit only a chair apart. Adrian doesn't know him. Elio remembers him. Between passing glances, quiet observations, and words left unsaid, something begins to unfold-not loudly, not dramatically, but slowly... in the spaces between. Some stories start with a spark. This one starts with a silence. And sometimes, silence says the most.

Claudia D'Souza never planned on becoming attached to anyone at her new school. She transferred in April for Grade 11 expecting exactly three things: awkward introductions, temporary friendships, and emotional survival. Instead, she found herself tangled in loud corridors, complicated friendships, unfinished feelings, and one boy from English class who forgot her name before he ever really knew her. Between almost-loves, shifting friendships, inside jokes, heartbreak disguised as friendship, and the strange loneliness of growing up, Claudia slowly realizes that some people change your life without ever truly becoming yours. "He forgot my name first" is a story about quiet girls, emotionally confusing boys, friendship breakups, school corridors, and the kind of love that lingers long after it ends.

"Not everyone who looks at you truly sees you. Some only notice the version of you that serves their silence. Others love you not for who you are - but for the void you fill. This is a story of someone who walked through the world unarmed, carrying emotions like time bombs, trying to survive in a world of polite conversations and cruel forgettings. This isn't a love story. This isn't a motivational diary. It's a quiet rebellion. A philosophical autopsy of being a 'phase' in someone's life. If you've ever felt unseen even while being watched, loved but never chosen, or used in the name of healing - this is for you. Because some pains are only visible to the ones who feel them. And not everyone has equal eyes."

In 17th-century India, a young boy named Karna is raised by Bhanu, a mysterious and complex mentor. As Karna grows up, he discovers that his family was brutally murdered by traitors, and he vows to avenge their deaths. But as he embarks on a journey of revenge, Karna uncovers dark secrets about his past, his family, and the true intentions of his mentor. Will he find redemption, or will the weight of his actions consume him?

Just me writing out my feelings.

It's a poem about loving someone so deeply that you ignored the pain they caused, until one day you finally realized they were never as precious as you believed who carries heartbreak, disappointment, emotional exhaustion, and finally, self-realization and healing.

"Kabhi kabhi zindagi mein ek mod aata hai, jahaan mohabbat se zyada zaroori, tauba ban jaati hai..." Woh ek ladki thi jo haram rishte mein dil haar baithi, aur ek ladka... jo khud apne guzre hue kal se bhaag raha tha. Jab zindagi ka raasta gumrahiyon se guzarta hai, tabhi rooh ko ek pukar sunayi deti hai - Allah ki taraf lautne ki. Yeh kahani hai bewajah gunahon se imaan ke roshan raaste tak ke safar ki... jahan tauba ibtida hai - anjaam nahi. A story of sin, regret, redemption - and a love that found light after darkness.

A struggle with reality and senseless cruelty, will the end ever come?

Molly was your average sixteen year old girl: curious, confident, and a tad bit irresponsible. She had loving parents, who pushed her to strive for her utmost best in everything she did, but also understood the concept of relaxation and having downtime. She even had an eighteen year old brother who, despite often taking pleasing in irritating Molly, was a kind and patient young man at heart, a refreshing contrast to the vivacious and thin-skinned teen. Molly had dreams of becoming a zoologist and opening her own Humane Society after college; with satisfactory grades and her mind already made up on her future career, Molly's life was set. That is, until her world came crashing down around her, weeks before Summer Vacation. Completely blind-sided by the sudden spread of disease, she and her family were thrown into the beginnings of a Zombie Apocalypse, in which it was every man for himself. Dreams shattered, Molly quickly realized that in order for her to keep her family alive, she had to readjust her expectations to fit those of her daunting, new reality. Now, two years later, Molly has become the shadow of her old self: aloof, calculating, and apathetic. Living with her damaged, immediate family in an abandoned apartment building, Molly has cut off all emotional ties with them, firm in her belief that by displaying any human feelings at all on her behalf will only lower their chances of survival. The self-appointed leader of the four, Molly fights her father on every decision he makes for the family, convinced that he is too influenced by his emotions to think rationally. As the infected body count in the city steadily rises, Molly becomes more and more worried for her family's safety. Can she convince her father to leave their hometown before it's too late? Will she ever be able to relate to her family or any other human being again on an emotional level? Join Molly Fisher on a journey of sacrifice, love, and self-realization to find out.

Cyn, a thirty year old therapist to be, finds herself feeling remorse for the pains she caused her former lover Ang. Upon finding herself unable to perform at work, she realizes she had been hoarding past hurt, and decides to do some self reflection. She stumbles upon memories of her own wrong doings in her past relationship, how she initiated the toxicity that took over her life for 3 years. She writes Ang a letter expressing her remorse, her regret, and her acceptance for why it happened- explaining how it lead to her awakening.

I was with, who I thought, was the life of my life for 6 years. We were high school sweethearts and no matter what he did to me I didn't wanna leave....but I knew I had to.

Loving too much but still it's not enough

Two strangers sharing conversation. One being brutally honest Another wanting to know more... Let's see where it goes

Rajeev, an ambitious Sanskrit scholar, is talented an historic container on his twenty seventh birthday-containing a radiant Rudraksha with twelve clean faces. As he unravels its origins, he unearths it is no regular bead. It is the 12 Mukhi Rudraksha, believed to encompass the electricity of Surya Dev, the Sun God himself. This Rudraksha doesn't just guard-it ignites. It needs. And it recollects. As Rajeev's life transforms with newfound confidence, reputation, and internal hearth, he's hunted via folks that as soon as buried its mild. With every sunrise, he must pick between divine responsibility and self-destruction. ✦ Inspired via Vedic scriptures, Surya worship, and the strength of self-cognizance ✦ A story of braveness, sun energy, and spiritual awakening

This project is for the people who lost their heart or their self at some point. This is a project I wrote while I am in the middle of nowhere. Somewhere I am lost and I don't know how to go back home. It is a collection of words I cannot say but are in cased in my heart. It's the scars I carry every single day as I seek a way to go back home, to where I belong. So, I hope if you will read this project of mine, I hope you hear out the words that I have to say at the very least. I hope it will touch your heart even for a while. This is a project not only for me, but also for you. If you are lost, I hope you will be found. Welcome to Project Lost and Found.

Throughout the last few years I've endured many challenges with my mental health. These are short stories of my journey to recovery.