#be delusional

me rn bcs the war is OVER.

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When I started shifting and manifesting, I was always caring too much. I looked for signs everywhere. I kept focusing on my current situation. And whenever I started assuming, I could never commit. I kept going back and forth with the old story, and the new. I was hopeless, and I was very, very much in a bad place. I’d been on this journey since 2019, and things really weren’t getting any better for me. I kept repeating bad patterns, and I was very desperate to see my life get better.

One day, I realized every time I assumed, it felt just a little more right than it usually would. Now this didn’t mean my negative thoughts weren’t there, because they certainly were. But I just seemed to separate myself from them.

I stopped giving a fuck.

And that was bizarre, considering I was very much the type to give more than a fuck. (Take that as you will.) And it wasn’t this beautiful, amazing moment where time slowed down and everything clicked. It was very mundane, and it was something that didn’t seem all that special. Because it isn’t, at the end of the day.

You are the master of your own reality. Not those intrusive thoughts in your head. So what if it feels like it’s not meant for you? So what if your mind tells you different? So what if your desires aren’t showing up in the 3D yet? SO. WHAT. Why not persist in the new story? Why not keep going? Do you really want to spend your life unhappy? What more can you possibly lose? Who cares if it feels fake? You don’t think anyone else who manifests doesn’t sometimes feel like a delusional idiot either? It doesn’t fucking matter. It really doesn’t.

You don’t need to love yourself to get what you want, and you don’t need to have an empty head with nothing but success stories floating around in there. I still have negative thoughts, I just deny them. I still don’t have the perfect mental health, and there are some days where it feels like I’d be better off just fucking stopping everything I’m doing and cry my little heart out. Because it feels like I’m playing a life that’s just so pretentious and stupid. But I still got my manifestations come true. Why? Because I deserve good things too. And even when I was sobbing like a child with snot running down my mouth, I knew I was going to get what I wanted. I told myself I would, even when everything else tried to show me I wouldn’t.

We all start somewhere, and you’ve come so far. Don’t stop now, I promise things will work out. Just trust that it will.

So anyways congrats to me for getting the exact IELTS score I wanted even after slacking off so much my teachers were sure I wasn’t going to get 8.5

Diva, out.

idc if its the literal hero mc of the story or the evil big bad villain,the side character with two frames of screentime or the most popular overrated character of the franchise,they love you and are proud of you for keeping on going with your daily life,no matter what comes your way! And they still love you even when you break,when you need to stop to pick yourself back up,they're there 🫶

even if you think they would hate you,YOU CAN BE THE EXPECTION!!! OH THEY HATE THE TYPE OF PERSON YOU ARE?? WELL UR THE ONLY ONE OF THOSE PEOPLE THEY CAN STAND!!

Tum aankhon se batana hum samajh jayenge

In Penthouse Dreams: Stepping into My White Couch Era I painted the picture of my dream penthouse --- a year of luxury, freedom, and living unapologetically on my own terms. It's not just about the space, it's about what that space represents: independence, growth, and a life lived boldly.

But dreaming big? It's never as easy as it sounds. Even as I picture myself stepping into that penthouse, doubt creeps in. "is this too much? too unrealistic?" The practical side of me starts questioning, but here's the thing: PRACTICAL won't get you to your dreams. Practical keeps you playing small.

When those doubts arise, I remind myself: the only limits are the ones i accept. i choose to break free from old narratives that say dreams should be kept modest.

The "practical" life isn't for me anymore. It's about rewriting those beliefs --- like that owning a penthouse for a year is wasteful. It's not. It's living in alignment with my goals, my desires, and my highest self. I step into gratitude and claim it as already mine. Even when I can't see it all yet.

But dreaming big is just the START. The next step? Aligning your reality with your future self. For me, it's about creating little touches of luxury in my daily life, even now. Whether it's curating a space with soft neutrals or lighting a candle that smells like a five-star hotel, I'm already living in the energy of my dreams.

So what does your "penthouse" look like?

Maybe it's a career move, a dream destination, or simply carving out a space that's all yours. Whatever it is, don't let doubt keep you small.

your dreams are only as big as you let them be.📍