BILAL KHAN

Joined May 2025

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Smiling Through the Storm
You wouldn’t know it by looking at me. That’s the strange thing about silent battles—they don’t always leave visible scars. I laughed at the right moments. I replied to messages. I showed up for birthdays. I smiled in photos. I looked okay. Sometimes, I even convinced myself I was.
By BILAL KHAN8 months ago in Psyche
Anxiety Wasn’t the Enemy I Was
For the longest time, I treated anxiety like a war I had to win. I armed myself with self-help books, breathing techniques, and positive affirmations like they were weapons. I followed all the “rules”: eat healthy, exercise, meditate. I tried therapy. I tried pretending it didn’t exist. I tried smiling when I wanted to scream. I tried running—both literally and metaphorically.
By BILAL KHAN8 months ago in Psyche
The Price of Fitting In What Society Never Told Me About Belonging
For most of my life, I tried to be what the world expected of me. Not because I wanted to, but because I believed I had to.
By BILAL KHAN8 months ago in Men
I Let Go of the Person I Loved to Save Myself
I loved him deeply—so deeply that I ignored the quiet ache in my chest that had been growing louder with each passing month.
By BILAL KHAN8 months ago in Confessions
I Gave Up Everything to Start Over And Found Myself in the Process
I never imagined I’d be the kind of person who would walk away from everything. But that’s exactly what I did. At 29, I had what most would call a “decent life.” A stable marketing job at a mid-sized firm, a one-bedroom apartment in a decent neighborhood, a long-term relationship, and a small circle of friends I met for drinks on Fridays. On paper, I was doing well. I was safe. Settled.
By BILAL KHAN8 months ago in Humor
Line of Fire-The India-Pakistan Conflict
In the cold heights of the Kargil district in northern India, the summer of 1999 was far from ordinary. What should have been a season of melted snow and returning tourists turned into one of the fiercest battlegrounds between two nuclear-armed neighbors—India and Pakistan.
By BILAL KHAN8 months ago in Humor
Echoes of Today
She sat alone on the last bench of the dusty community hall, the kind where forgotten birthdays and half-hearted weddings were held. Today, it smelled faintly of old balloons and burnt coffee. A microphone stood on stage, wobbling slightly from the last nervous speaker. The sign above read in cheap, fading letters: "Stories That Matter: Open Mic Night."
By BILAL KHAN8 months ago in Motivation
The Day I Stopped Chasing Happiness
I was raised to believe that if I just worked hard, made smart choices, and followed the plan, happiness would come—like a prize waiting at the end of a long, exhausting race. So I ran. I ran through school, through burnout, through bad relationships, and through all the signs my body and mind gave me to slow down.
By BILAL KHAN8 months ago in Humor
How I Made Peace with My Past
I never thought peace would come from sitting alone in a coffee shop, staring at a half-empty cup of tea and the rain tapping against a window. But that’s exactly where it happened — not all at once, but in the quiet moment when I realized I didn’t hate the past anymore.
By BILAL KHAN8 months ago in Motivation