Stream of Consciousness

Emotional Rest: What I Didn’t Know I Needed
There’s a kind of tiredness that sleep doesn’t fix. You wake up after a full night in bed and still feel heavy. You answer messages, go to work, show up for your people—and somehow, you’re still running on empty. Not because your body is tired, but because your heart is.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Humans
The Inner Child I’m Still Learning to Love
There’s a version of me that still hides sometimes. She doesn’t show up in my emails or my work meetings. She’s not on my social media, and she doesn’t wear confidence like a second skin. She’s the quiet part of me that flinches at rejection, that still waits for permission, that shrinks when she feels too seen.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Humans
Grief Doesn’t Follow a Calendar
I used to think grief had a timeline. That if I just gave it a year—twelve clean months marked by holidays, anniversaries, and seasons shifting—it would soften into something manageable. Something I could fold away, like a winter coat when spring arrives. I believed the people who told me, “Time heals everything,” and I waited for time to do its job.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Humans
I'm Not Bitter. I'm Just Not the Same Girl Who Waited.
I'm Not Bitter. I'm Just Not the Same Girl Who Waited. I used to be her—the girl who stayed up late waiting for a reply, checking her phone between tasks, rereading conversations looking for hope in between the lines. The girl who made excuses for others, who believed if she just loved hard enough, it would be enough. That girl lived on crumbs, convinced they were a feast.
By Azmat Roman ✨7 months ago in Humans
Morning Pages and Evening Grace
There was a time when my days felt like a blur. I would wake up to an alarm, reach for my phone, and immediately drown in notifications, headlines, and expectations. My evenings weren’t much different—scrolling until sleep took over, my mind buzzing with the weight of everything undone. It was a rhythm of reactivity, not intentionality. A life filled with doing, but devoid of being.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Humans
Living Intentionally in a Culture of Excess
We live in a world that constantly tells us we need more—more success, more followers, more stuff, more hustle, more everything.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Humans
From Darkness to Light in Just One Week
🔸 Introduction: Sometimes life gets so heavy that you start feeling disconnected even from your own self. In those moments, even a tiny ray of hope can be enough. I had a time in my life when everything felt meaningless, and yet... just one week later, everything changed.
By Sarmad rehman7 months ago in Humans
Loving Someone Who Was Never Mine
There’s a quiet ache that comes from loving someone who was never really yours. Not officially. Not fully. Not in the way love stories are told, or relationships are defined.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Humans
We Were Meant to Be. Just Not Forever.
We met in the middle of our mess. Neither of us was whole. Neither of us was ready. But somehow, we fit — not like puzzle pieces, but like broken glass that stopped cutting when placed next to the right edges.
By Azmat Roman ✨7 months ago in Humans
My Dear Birthday Boy
Dear Little Man, You’ll be turning three soon. You have been such a wild ride for me. You have become one of my greatest influences. You are such a clown. You can brighten the room with your silliness. You’ll be a comedian some day, I can tell. Little man, you are always smiling and that alone can change the world. Everything has changed since you have entered the world.
By Jessie Lynn Nelson7 months ago in Humans
My Dear Birthday Girl
Dear baby girl, Wow. You are turning five years old on July 1st. Where did the time go? You were a baby what feels like yesterday. You’ve grown into a beautiful little girl. You have come a long way. You went from being non-verbal to talking. You learned how to play. You have already done some amazing things. As your Auntie I am really proud of you.
By Jessie Lynn Nelson7 months ago in Humans
When My Dreams Changed and I Didn’t
There’s something no one prepares you for: the moment when your dream—the one you nurtured, worked for, and held onto like a lifeline—no longer fits.
By Irfan Ali7 months ago in Humans