Nadeem Shah
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Storyteller of real emotions. I write about love, heartbreak, healing, and everything in between. My words come from lived moments and quiet reflections. Welcome to the world behind my smile — where every line holds a truth.
— Nadeem Shah
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The Things Life Never Warned Me About
By Nadeem Shah Life has a strange way of teaching lessons we never signed up for. When I was younger, I imagined growing up would be a linear path—school, career, love, stability, and then happiness neatly tucked at the end. I had it all mapped out, confident that if I followed the rules, life would reward me.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Psyche
Shadows on the Edge of Tomorrow
By Nadeem Shah The rain had a way of softening the city’s edges. Buildings that normally looked sharp and unforgiving now blurred into a watercolor of gray and silver. Streetlights bled into the puddles, their glow stretching out in ripples with every raindrop that fell.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Fiction
Why Vulnerability is My Greatest Strength
By Nadeem Shah For most of my life, I wore armor. Not the kind made of steel and iron, but the invisible kind—woven from silence, guarded smiles, and perfectly rehearsed “I’m fine” responses. I convinced myself that strength meant never letting anyone see the cracks. If people didn’t see my pain, they couldn’t use it against me. If they didn’t know my fears, they couldn’t hurt me.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Psyche
Shadows on the Edge of Tomorrow
By Nadeem Shah The rain had a way of softening the city’s edges. Buildings that normally looked sharp and unforgiving now blurred into a watercolor of gray and silver. Streetlights bled into the puddles, their glow stretching out in ripples with every raindrop that fell.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Fiction
The Last Letter She Never Sent
By Nadeem Shah The envelope had yellowed with time, the edges curling slightly as if it had been holding its breath for years. It sat at the bottom of the box, beneath a stack of old photographs and forgotten receipts, as though it had been waiting—patient, quiet—for someone to finally notice it.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Fiction
Why Vulnerability is My Greatest Strength
By Nadeem Shah For most of my life, I wore armor. Not the kind made of steel and iron, but the invisible kind—woven from silence, guarded smiles, and perfectly rehearsed “I’m fine” responses. I convinced myself that strength meant never letting anyone see the cracks. If people didn’t see my pain, they couldn’t use it against me. If they didn’t know my fears, they couldn’t hurt me.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Psyche
The Invisible Weight of Anxiety
By: Nadeem Shah Anxiety isn’t always loud. Sometimes it’s not the shaking hands, the racing heart, or the heavy breathing you see in movies. Sometimes it’s a quiet, constant hum in the back of your mind—a relentless narrator that never shuts up.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Psyche
