hey,(it's been a year since the last blog btw)
The past year has been a lot for me—10th grade, a brutal situationship, friendship fallouts. It made me realize something very important: life is not always fair. I always felt like my life was worthless, like I had nothing to hold on to. I felt shattered.
But something in me changed last week. I came across a random article about a 16-year-old boy’s death. It was a road accident, but I still felt it was unfair to him. I saw his posts and highlights, and they just screamed that he was someone full of life.
As someone who has never really had an interest in living, I realized that life hasn’t always been unfair to me. The people around me have actually lost something special—someone special. I’ve always coped by believing that people come and go, but thinking you can’t live without them is, in reality, meaningless.
Consider this blog a note: Whenever you think about self-harm, think about your father. Whenever you're speeding on your bike or in your car, think about your mother—how she would feel seeing your lifeless body.
My dadi always says: "Duniya me kitna gham hai, mera gham guddu kitna kam hai." This whole incident just made me understand that concept all over again.
Please take care of yourself and your loved ones.
Thank you for reading.
20 February 2025
Yashi~

hey,(it's been a year since the last blog btw)

The past year has been a lot for me—10th grade, a brutal situationship, friendship fallouts. It made me realize something very important: life is not always fair. I always felt like my life was worthless, like I had nothing to hold on to. I felt shattered.

But something in me changed last week. I came across a random article about a 16-year-old boy’s death. It was a road accident, but I still felt it was unfair to him. I saw his posts and highlights, and they just screamed that he was someone full of life.

As someone who has never really had an interest in living, I realized that life hasn’t always been unfair to me. The people around me have actually lost something special—someone special. I’ve always coped by believing that people come and go, but thinking you can’t live without them is, in reality, meaningless.

Consider this blog a note: Whenever you think about self-harm, think about your father. Whenever you're speeding on your bike or in your car, think about your mother—how she would feel seeing your lifeless body.

My dadi always says: "Duniya me kitna gham hai, mera gham guddu kitna kam hai." This whole incident just made me understand that concept all over again.

Please take care of yourself and your loved ones.

Thank you for reading.

20 February 2025

Yashi~

Is duniya me kitna gum h mera gam kitna Kam hai.