souhila

Joined January 2025

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In addition to my professional pursuits that inspire my creativity and perspective,I am constantly looking for new opportunities to learn, grow,and make a positive impact in the world.

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Why my stories aren't important
Recently, a major platform update sparked conversations about the visibility challenges faced by content creators everywhere. If you've been questioning why your written stories and blog posts aren't attracting the attention they deserve, you're in good company. Many storytellers grapple with low view counts, limited readership, and concerns about the quality of their work in an increasingly crowded online space. This article delves into the common reasons behind these struggles and offers practical solutions to boost your story’s visibility and engagement, making your narratives not only heard but also valued by a wider audience.
By souhila11 months ago in Proof
I want the things I love to define who I am.
I don't want to be defined by the experiences that have caused me sorrow, blunders, or losses. In the same way that I do not want the things that have caused me to be shattered to be the only representations of my existence, I do not want my identity to be a sum of the scars that I have borne.
By souhila12 months ago in The Swamp
The Cat Whisperer
In a pleasant small home in a quiet neighborhood, there lived a girl called Lily. She was a bright and cheery 12-year-old with a heart full of love for all living animals. But among all the creatures in the world, there was one that held a unique place in Lily's heart: cats.
By souhila12 months ago in Petlife
An Orphan, a Widow, and a Soon-to-Be Mother
We sat in the hospital café, sipping horrible teas and coffees from paper cups, simply gazing at one another, lost for words.
By souhila12 months ago in Confessions
Love is having the courage to admit, "I'm trying, but I don't know how to love you the way you need me."”
Love is a tough thing, isn’t it? No one ever tells you how different it appears to everyone else. It's possible that something that seems excessive to you could be just the right amount for someone else. There’s no law; there’s no common measurement for love. And that’s where we get it wrong—thinking what’s enough for us should be enough for them.
By souhila12 months ago in Marriage
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He comes home a crewless ship, beached on wood planks and rocks, boots dragging seaweed on sandy carpet. No shoes in the home! but it’s too late; waves have engulfed the ship; it is swaying and virtually gone back
By souhila12 months ago in Poets
The $287,000 Trap: My Failure to Survive Homeownership
The mansion was intended to be a dream—a sign of accomplishment. Instead, it became a mortgage-shaped trap. My first house purchase wasn’t accompanied by a champagne toast or spectacular boundary crossing. Instead, I sat alone at a closing table, signing paper after document until my hand cramped, while my husband worked his second job to fund our new mortgage.
By souhila12 months ago in The Swamp
The True Cause of Your Health Problems with Highly Processed Foods
If you are interested in nutrition and have been conscious for the past five years or more, you are probably aware of the abundance of information that attributes numerous health issues to highly processed foods.
By souhila12 months ago in Motivation
After the Conflict
The dust settles, a shaky ceasefire in the kitchen light, the air gritty with unspoken regrets, yesterday’s words like shrapnel
By souhila12 months ago in Poets
The Narratives We Tell Ourselves About Happiness and Marriage
As a youngster, I understood two things about my future to be true: One, I would eventually be a writer. Two, I would never, ever get divorced.
By souhila12 months ago in Marriage
The Meritocracy and The Myth of The Self-Made Billionaire
When I was in high school, we had one black kid in our whole class. Let’s name him Jimmy. Jimmy was the sort of poverty you didn’t have to strain to see. It clung to him like a second skin—threadbare pants that didn’t quite reach his ankles, shoes scuffed down to the sole, and hunger burrowing into the hollows of his cheeks.
By souhila12 months ago in Motivation
Retirement is the pinnacle of performance, and I'm choosing to opt out.
Even retirement has been converted into a production race. At 1 AM, the blue illumination of my laptop reveals strewn papers and empty coffee cups. Another late night spent pursuing artificial ambitions, demonstrating my value via productivity.
By souhila12 months ago in Longevity

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Why my stories aren't important

I want the things I love to define who I am.

The Cat Whisperer

An Orphan, a Widow, and a Soon-to-Be Mother

Love is having the courage to admit, "I'm trying, but I don't know how to love you the way you need me."”

washing machine repair

The $287,000 Trap: My Failure to Survive Homeownership

The True Cause of Your Health Problems with Highly Processed Foods

After the Conflict

The Narratives We Tell Ourselves About Happiness and Marriage

The Meritocracy and The Myth of The Self-Made Billionaire

Retirement is the pinnacle of performance, and I'm choosing to opt out.

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