MyPlot

Lately, I’ve realized why I rarely open people’s stories.

It’s not because I don’t care — it’s because I care too much in ways that aren’t always healthy.

Sometimes, seeing other people’s lives makes my heart uneasy. I start comparing, wishing I had what they have, questioning if I’m doing enough, earning enough, or being enough. And honestly… that’s not the person I want to be.

I admit that I’m easily swayed.

I see others living their best lives, and instead of celebrating them, I start questioning mine. It makes me feel small, like I’m lacking.

And deep down, I know I’m not. I know I have my own worth.

But it hurts when I let envy blur that truth.

I don’t want to live with a heart full of silent competitions.

I want to be humble. I want to be content. I want to genuinely celebrate people, not feel threatened by them.

If something doesn’t relate to me, I should learn to let it pass with peace.

From now on, I hope to focus more on what I love.

To express my interests, to grow in my own lane, and to find joy in being, not just becoming.

They say money makes the world turn.

Maybe life could have been softer, sweeter, easier.

I wish I didn’t have to worry,

didn’t have to ache for it.

With money, maybe I wouldn’t feel so alone.

Maybe I could buy the things I dream of,

maybe even buy a little love,

a little laughter,

a little piece of happiness.

But in the end,

it’s just paper —

I am utterly drained from the constant grind at the office, to the point where I feel like throwing in the towel. The exhaustion is overwhelming, and I can’t shake the feeling that I’ve had enough. I just don’t have the energy for people anymore, and the thought of engaging with anyone, let alone having to talk to them, feels like an insurmountable task.

All I want is some peace and quiet, time to rest, to do the things I actually enjoy. But instead, I’m stuck in this cycle of work, day in and day out, feeling detached and unmotivated. Some days, I just can’t stand dealing with people, especially when they act like they know it all. I never asked for riches, but honestly, it would be incredible to have the financial freedom to spend on whatever I want, to live without worrying about the next paycheck.

Sometimes, when you feel issues with your heart, like jealousy when you see someone post something, you might think, "Oh, it's like they're the only ones with that." Or you might say, "Oh great, showing off expensive things again." Then you just close your eyes.

Well had no idea when was the last time Im writing.

So I had this been going around my head. Am I always negative? They said I keep asking ppl around with negative question like, “why didn’t you do it?” Instead of asking nicely, “can you pleasee” ugh is that even a thing?

Come on its a common sense and I was to blame for asking why they didnt do it in the first place. Like helloo cant i just being straightforward or direct when asking any question?

It’s already past a month since I became a mother.

I’m over the moon that my baby boy never experience jaundice. It’s a miracle and of course I’m grateful for that.

However, I was admitted for a week in the hospital since my son had low oxygen after the delivery and diagnosed with hyperthyroidism. Took him 3 days to finish taking the antibiotics.

Above that, i pray that our family will be blessed and always in a good health❤️