A healed man is more dangerous than a rich man. Because once the soul is whole, He can’t be bought, broken, or manipulated.

“Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.” Robert Frost

𝐒𝐮𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬𝐧’𝐭 f𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐨𝐧𝐞 f𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐮𝐥𝐚. Growth isn’t one-size-fits-all, your journey was never meant to be a copy of someone else’s. Just because your route looks different doesn’t mean you’re lost. Trust your pace, respect your detours and most of all—believe in the path only you were meant to walk.

They Will Hate You For Being The Black Sheep. But What They Don’t Know Is That Following The Crowd Leads To Disaster. Those Who Don’t Want To Use Their Common Sense Will Always Move With The Wind.

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*WHEN THEY BREAK YOU AND STILL BLAME YOU* Why does everyone hate me?" That question has screamed in my head more times than I can count. It's a brutal question because I can't find a single thing I did wrong. But their hate for me is real, a thick, suffocating blanket of judgment they refuse to explain. Sometimes, I'm invisible, like a ghost in the room. Other times, I'm their punching bag, a convenient target for all their anger and issues. Did I hurt them? Did I say cruel things? Did anything I do deserve this cold, hard rejection? I've replayed every memory, every conversation, every thought.  The answer is always a clear and painful "no." They just decided: I'm worthless. Trash to be thrown away without a second thought. And that feeling - that raw, gut-wrenching rejection - stings so bad, I can feel it in my chest. What they've made me feel, this profound worthlessness, is a burden I can barely carry. Honestly, I don't know if I'll ever find it in me to forgive them for cutting such a deep, festering wound in my heart. Their indifference, their calculated cruelty, it still haunts me, a relentless shadow in the quiet of the night. The pain they dished out wasn't just harsh words or icy stares. It dug deeper, right into my bones. They ditched me when my world was falling apart, when I needed them most. They left me stranded in a swamp of my own despair. It was so unbelievably cruel, it felt like they left me to die, like my life meant so little I didn't even deserve a goodbye, a simple nod that I was human. That betrayal didn't just hurt; it threw me into a darkness so thick, so suffocating, it's almost impossible to describe. I was trapped in a hopeless, chilling isolation, like the last person left on a planet no one cared about anymore. Every direction I looked, every horizon, just a gaping hole staring back. keep reading... https://paystack.com/buy/a-journey-through-despair-and-towards-healing-pcqccf Join my community for more resources

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People fear what the don't understand They treat you different because they couldn't figure you out. Stay mysterious

some people will have the whole loaf to themselves and still jealous your slice

some people will have the whole loaf to themselves and still jealous your slice

some people will have the whole loaf to themselves and still jealous your slice

Once, we knew the difference between what was meant to be loved and what was meant to be used. Now, the world has turned on its head—we love things and use people, and wonder why our hearts feel empty

"The attitude of 'that's just how I am, take it or leave it' is still a sign of immaturity. As an adult, it's your responsibility to figure out which of your traits are negatively impactful towards other people and the ones you love, and to eventually learn how to heal them. At some point, we all have to start making ourselves better individuals. If you truly believe you don‘t have to change anything about yourself, even at the very least the worst in you, and that people will just have to deal with it, then sorry, you're still a child." https://image.nostr.build/4505d6e2d435103a475547b3d06749d501705eb852701f1b5662f26059bef307.jpg...

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This a great article and i love the way you slowly and suddenly reveal the state of affair if the world that most people are turning a blind eye to

🐝 When a queen dies, a decision must be made. Not in panic. Not in fear. But with purpose. The hive doesn’t collapse. It adapts. From a sea of ordinary larvae, a few are chosen. Not because they’re special. But because they could be. They’re fed something extraordinary: royal jelly—the nectar of transformation. And that’s where the magic begins. This isn’t fate. It’s nurture. One larva, fed with care, becomes what no one expected—a queen. Not born. Made. She’ll live longer. Rebuild order. And where there was silence, she’ll bring rhythm again. Because in a hive, crisis doesn’t create chaos—it creates leadership. 🧡 And maybe there’s something in that for us, too: That greatness isn’t always a matter of blood or title. It’s what happens when someone ordinary is given extraordinary support. Let’s feed each other better futures. 🍯 Let’s raise more queens.

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