My shrinking world!!

[ℇlαᖇα]

Today, I want to scream louder, to shake this illusion, ...and bang my head against the wall until the echoes and noise silence my doubts...." Is this all just virtual" ? If it is, then I want to be a robot too—soulless, unfeeling, immune to the aches of this Artificial reality!!

In this virtual world, where connections flicker like fading signals, come and go...I find myself questioning: is there anything real anymore? Or we are just pretending and acting like we care..like we belong .. until it all fades away?

If it’s all virtual, then why does it hurt so much to feel this disconnect?

Why it is so heavy to let it go?

Why does detachment leave scars when it's supposed to be easy?
Maybe I was never built for this kind of world. Maybe I was meant for something raw, something that doesn’t disappear with a logout.

Let me shout it again: Is this just virtual? Or have I been too human all along?

I can't preach on resilience or thy concept of *standing up* LOL
Relations r just a rope- if there arise any kinda disturbance n it- it becomes purely *fragile*!
One thing I had learnt s- donn keep virtual relations as thy basis of yr emotional journey
Keep it- as if u r ready to break dat @any tym
If u r willing to be self-reliant rather dan dependent- nothing to be worried abt,
'm made of flesh n bones along wid emotions- words hurt us- thou it doesn't means a thread is broken once n forever.
Take virtual world *virtually* n value yr *peace* n *fun* n prioritize *privacy* over anything else.
Rather dan shrinking yrself- connect more wid others, at least a few w'd be good for us when tym comes siru
Njoy yr tym here n stop worrying abt thy negativity round u my dear Siruuuu: )
Kudoos!​

 

[SiRa]

your emotions are proof that you are truly a
live.

Yes ..yes . Yes ..means a lot beautiful girl

Keep it- as if u r ready to break dat @any tym
If u r willing to be self-reliant rather dan dependent- nothing to be worried abt,

Learnt this in a hard way!!..Thank u laddoo

 

[Sensely]

"Cutting ties isn’t cruelty; it’s clarity."

Lately, I feel like a shadow of myself, floating somewhere between connection and separation. Silently, I’ve begun reducing and lessening the presence of others in my life.!

There’s a heaviness in my chest from the quiet—not sadness, not anger—just a still, quiet disconnection. I feel myself pulling back, detaching like a thread unraveling from the fabric of connections I once held close.!

It’s not intentional, nor is it something I fully understand... ...I just no longer feel the need to hold tightly to relationships. The weight of being an 'AKKA' to my brothers and sisters no longer rests heavily on me. I can’t tell who genuinely calls me from the bottom of their heart.. and who does so out of obligation.!!

When it comes to friendships, I’ve noticed many have diminished, and some have completely extinguished. This realization has led me to detach myself from relationships and the overwhelming expectations that come with them.!!

When I needed support the most, no one was there. Now, I no longer feel the need to stand for anyone.!!

I’ve stopped forcing conversations, relationships, or love. If it flows, it flows. If it doesn’t, it doesn’t.!!

Yet, in the stillness of this distance, I wonder: Am I abandoning them, or am I shrinking my own capacity to feel?

Walking away is never easy, but staying in spaces where I don’t feel valued is harder. I owe it to myself to protect my heart, my energy, and my well-being. This is my act of self-respect and self-love.!

I am choosing to release those who no longer bring light into my life. I deserve relationships that nurture me, not ones that leave me feeling depleted.!!
I am no longer willing to shrink myself to fit into spaces where I no longer belong. This act of release creates room for joy, clarity, and the kind of connections that align with the person I am becoming.

Growth demands release, and with every door I close, I open one to freedom, peace, clarity, and a lighter heart.

To those I’ve released, I send gratitude for the lessons and memories. Some chapters must close for new ones to begin, and I am ready to turn the page.!

Less is more when it comes to meaningful connections.!

This isn’t the end—it’s a new beginning.

Cheers!!

It's healthy to prioritise yourself. It should be an obligation for a person to protect his/her mental peace but often we realise it when time has slipped through our hands.
Idk why but my lacrimal glands got activated while reading this post Or may be I felt the pain, silence and tears between the spaces of these lines.

I wonder why pure heart's suffer the most. Is it because they become so selfless in any relationship that people take them for granted or people love to be with toxic and being toxic. Or is there no place for kind and soft heart?

Dear SiRa, I believe nothing is permanent in life
Neither sadness nor happiness, not even life itself. Yeah sometimes, emotional burdens are so heavy that inhalating O2 feels like a burden but "This too shall pass"

Feeling like to hug you after reading this post
...​

 

[Honey bunch]

It's healthy to prioritise yourself. It should be an obligation for a person to protect his/her mental peace but often we realise it when time has slipped through our hands.
Idk why but my lacrimal glands got activated while reading this post Or may be I felt the pain, silence and tears between the spaces of these lines.

I wonder why pure heart's suffer the most. Is it because they become so selfless in any relationship that people take them for granted or people love to be with toxic and being toxic. Or is there no place for kind and soft heart?

Dear SiRa, I believe nothing is permanent in life
Neither sadness nor happiness, not even life itself. Yeah sometimes, emotional burdens are so heavy that inhalating O2 feels like a burden but "This too shall pass"

Feeling like to hug you after reading this post
...​

You’re right, protecting your peace isn’t selfish; it’s necessary. But often, we realize this only after we’re completely drained, after giving so much of ourselves that we’re left empty.

Kind hearts suffer because they love deeply, trust easily, and give selflessly. In a world where people often take more than they give, such hearts are taken for granted. But remember, having a kind heart isn’t a weakness,
it’s a rare strength.

Nothing lasts forever, not happiness, not sadness, not even the pain you feel now. Every storm passes, and every dark night ends. With time, healing, and self-love, the weight you’re carrying will feel lighter.

Keep protecting your peace and honoring your heart. In a world that’s often harsh, being kind is one of the bravest things you can do.
​

 

[Tomato Fellow]

Today, I want to scream louder, to shake this illusion, ...and bang my head against the wall until the echoes and noise silence my doubts...." Is this all just virtual" ? If it is, then I want to be a robot too—soulless, unfeeling, immune to the aches of this Artificial reality!!

In this virtual world, where connections flicker like fading signals, come and go...I find myself questioning: is there anything real anymore? Or we are just pretending and acting like we care..like we belong .. until it all fades away?

If it’s all virtual, then why does it hurt so much to feel this disconnect?

Why it is so heavy to let it go?

Why does detachment leave scars when it's supposed to be easy?
Maybe I was never built for this kind of world. Maybe I was meant for something raw, something that doesn’t disappear with a logout.

Let me shout it again: Is this just virtual? Or have I been too human all along?

It's a

C. H. O. I. C. E.

 

[SiRa]

Dear SiRa, I believe nothing is permanent in life
Neither sadness nor happiness, not even life itself. Yeah sometimes, emotional burdens are so heavy that inhalating O2 feels like a burden but "This too shall pass"

Thanks a lot for your kind words

 

[Supriyasoni]

Darlinguuuu...... after reading your post couldnt see you as such be strong and yes....people often walk away..... whether it's in the real world or virtual....... But here’s the truth....when someone truly cares.....it doesn’t matter if they’re right in front of them or miles away through a screen. The bond, the time they spent, the trust they shared—that’s what truly matters.... Virtual or real.... the feelings are same ........we often hear the words "Nothing is permanent....Everything fades away." Yes... we know nothing lasts forever. But what about the memories we create? The laughter, the moments, the feelings we share? Those things don’t just disappear.....Even if others don’t understand or value your feelings.....it doesn’t change the love they gave as in any bond (akka , bro, love, friend whatever)....If you cry for them..... it’s not a sign of weakness.... It’s a reminder that you loved fully..... even if they couldn’t see it or appreciate it. Sometimes, it’s easy to forget that others may not understand the depth of your emotions, but that doesn’t make them any less real.......

 

[SiRa]

Darlinguuuu...... after reading your post couldnt see you as such be strong and yes....people often walk away..... whether it's in the real world or virtual....... But here’s the truth....when someone truly cares.....it doesn’t matter if they’re right in front of them or miles away through a screen. The bond, the time they spent, the trust they shared—that’s what truly matters.... Virtual or real.... the feelings are same ........we often hear the words "Nothing is permanent....Everything fades away." Yes... we know nothing lasts forever. But what about the memories we create? The laughter, the moments, the feelings we share? Those things don’t just disappear.....Even if others don’t understand or value your feelings.....it doesn’t change the love they gave as in any bond (akka , bro, love, friend whatever)....If you cry for them..... it’s not a sign of weakness.... It’s a reminder that you loved fully..... even if they couldn’t see it or appreciate it. Sometimes, it’s easy to forget that others may not understand the depth of your emotions, but that doesn’t make them any less real.......

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