Tag: writing
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My First English Blog Post. No translate 💀
I am making different thing, I am writing English language, now, you say “so ? you already writing English.” But, probably you dont know because I told few months ago. Exactly I dont know speak english :D I think that and I saw ” I must learn English!!” So much mistake in there, ı know…
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What I Realized Before Starting My Blog
I realized that before I started blogging, I never actually did any research. I didn’t read other bloggers, didn’t study their writing styles, and didn’t even check how long their posts usually are. At first, I didn’t think it mattered—but now I can clearly see both the pros and the cons. While scrolling through “Medium,”…
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My Journey as a Blogger: Finding My Voice, My Dreams, and Myself
I’ve been writing on my own blog for a year now, but for some reason, I never explored other platforms where people can blog. That’s my mistake — I wish I had, and maybe I could’ve used platforms like Medium. Everything might have made more sense… but it’s okay! Because now, anyone visiting my site…
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Chicken egg – Metaphor
Let’s imagine a chick egg with a shell that is unusually hard compared to the others. Among dozens of chicks, there is one egg that cannot hatch. Why does the chick have to exert more effort than the others? Perhaps the chick should never have been born, as the price it would have to pay…
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I Need to Keep Writing
Lately, there’s something I feel more and more certain about. And with each passing day, that feeling grows stronger. I need to keep writing these blog posts. In fact, not just keep writing—I need to turn this into a way of life. And honestly, it already is. Writing has become something that brings me peace.…
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Will Anyone Hear My Voice?
I’m writing these words for the days when they will finally mean something. These days, I hate myself the most. There’s no guarantee I’ll even survive, and I don’t know if I truly have the will to live. There’s no desire left in me, and nowhere to go. Life drags me around like trash, tossing…
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Written from the depths of pain
It’s 2 AM.The most depressive songs echo in my ears through my headphones, and I’m holding an energy drink.But I’m not tired—I’m far beyond tired.I’m emptied out. For days now, there’s been this unbearable pain in my lower back.I can’t bend properly.I can’t sit comfortably.Even meeting my most basic needs has become a struggle.This body…
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Coffe
A Life That Isn’t Mine March 30, 2025, midnight,Time feels heavy, breath grows tight,I sit at a table, staring at my cold coffee,While a storm rages inside. Beside me, a woman, my age,Sitting with her husband, embraced by life,She smiles, she speaks, she is loved,And I… I am just a shadow, fading behind the light.…
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DE-PRO-SESSION
Before that, I sent my blog post to AI to voice a screenshot . ( 19 Days and Prisoners ) It has nothing to do, but think I wrote it because it’s so much in harmony with my life. ( AI works 😅 ) Today is February 18, 2025. Yesterday I wrote a diary about…
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Letters sent to an indefinite time
Since November 8, 2024, I have been blogging. Honestly, when I started writing these blog posts, I could predict that I would make many changes in this process. What I could not predict is that my psychological crises would be so severe. I feel myself in a dead end, as always. It feels good to…
