Author: mahajanakhil437

Growth brings its own form of tension. It’s not dramatic. It’s not loud. It’s not the kind of crisis that forces immediate action. It’s more

I get called strong a lot. Resilient. Grounded. Steady. And depending on the day, I don’t know whether to feel proud… or exposed. There are

For as long as I can remember, I’ve been socially adaptable. In high school, I could move easily between groups—the jocks, the theater kids, the

There’s a moment during our grief journey that doesn’t seem to prompt much conversation. It’s not the early shock. It’s not the raw pain. It’s

This time of year has a way of feeling familiar. The cold lingers longer than we want it to. The light changes slowly. Certain memories

This one’s going to be a little different, and maybe a little long, but stick with me. I do have a point to make. Long-time