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You know what’s easier than healing?
- BLAMING.
- FINGER POINTING.
- REHASHING the drama with anyone who’ll listen (and even those who won’t).
We LOVE a good “Can you believe what they did to me?” moment. Why? Because pain demands attention, and let’s be honest, being the victim gets you instant sympathy, zero responsibility, and a free pass from doing the hard work. And, healing? That’s WORK.
Let’s not sugar-coat it.
Rewriting the story in your mind isn’t just about thinking happy thoughts or slapping affirmations over your trauma like a cheap Instagram filter. No. It means DIVING into the MESS, taking ACCOUNTAHILITY, and asking, WHAT’S THE LESSON HERE? instead of WHY DID THIS HAPPEN TO ME?
You know that quote: “Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to get sick”? Yeah, that one. It SLAPS. Mostly because we’ve all done it. We’ve clung to anger like it’s a designer handbag, dragging it everywhere, showing it off, silently screaming “Look what they did to me!” to anyone who’d listen (or pretend to).
And all the while, the person you’re angry at? They’re probably off living their BEST LIFE, brunching, posting gym selfies, maybe even getting promoted, completely unaware (or unbothered) that they’re the star villain in the daytime drama playing on repeat in your head.
Let’s talk about it. Because my dear friend, it’s time to put the poison down and pick up something way more nourishing, like your peace. Or a good oat latte (if you're into those)
You’ve heard me say this before (probably more times than you’ve had a proper masala chai):
Self-care is not a luxury – it’s a necessity
It’s not some sparkly Instagram trend that only applies to women who have marble countertops, pastel wardrobes, and full-time nannies. It’s the basic, daily maintenance required to keep your engine from blowing up on the M25 (highway/motorway) of life.
But here’s the thing no one really tells you about self-care:
Sometimes it feels like another damn chore.
I once spilled an entire bowl of chia pudding down my washed and only ironed top five minutes before a Zoom meeting. Did I cry? No. I stared at the milky carnage, sighed dramatically like I was in a tragic French film, covered it with my favourite shawl, and pretended everything was fine.
Why? Because EVERY DAY IS A FRESH START my friend, chia explosion or not.
You’ve heard it a million times. “Don’t start your day with the broken pieces of yesterday.” And yet, we still do it. We drag yesterday’s baggage into today like an emotional wheelie suitcase with a wonky wheel squeaking, tripping, and catching on every minor inconvenience.
So, let’s unpack that wheelie suitcase, shall we?
There was a time, let’s call it my “please like me” era, when I believed that if people just knew my side of the story, they’d get it. They’d understand the choices I made, the reasons I walked away, the tears behind the smile. I used to lie awake crafting entire monologues in my head, how I’d explain it all, with just the right balance of vulnerability, wit and a touch of sass. Surely then they’d see I wasn’t the villain in someone else’s bedtime gossip?
But here’s the truth I had to learn the HARD (and heartbreakingly LIBERATING) way: YOU DON’T OWE anyone your side of the story.
Hi, I'm Bhupi
I used to be in your shoes.
I know what it's like to be burned out, overwhelmed, and stressed out.
I relied on pizza and Netflix.
Trust me, YOU are not ALONE!
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