The Abditory Blog

If you even slightly believe in god, you'll trust him. I feel betrayed, I feel so stupid, I am actually really angry at myself, for trusting Joe, life really taught me lessons the hardest way, he stayed with me for 4 months, didn't pay a penny in rent, he was never a great partner, he lost 3-4 clients, he walked away with a 20,000 AED paying client x 12 = 240,000 AED a year + 55,000 AED + 12,000 in compensation, without paying a penny into the company not even for license or registration, all his visa and insurance costs also went by out from the company. Almost overall scam of 318,000 AED a year. I am crying because it's a lot for me right now, but not just that also the opportunity to start the business, giving him all these opportunities, He didn't handle the clients so well, not even sage clinics, we lost all the clients because of him, and also myself, I should have been more adamant, maybe I am just really annoyed because everything is going wrong for me, if you f...

I want to be everywhere and no where at the same time, what a paradox. What is it that I want out of life? I want a beautiful home to live in, which I decorate, and why can't I have it? I can. Whether it's holiday homes, or even any other kind of homes. I can also make and sell businesses. I want to join classes, dance, ceramic, go for party raves, etc. I want to grow the business as well, which means content creation. I can take control of my life, the way I want it to be. I want to take care of my body, and make meal plans, and go out on girls nights, and make friends, that I hang out with and do cool things with. I want to do a course, maybe in Oxford next summer, I want to donate, and collaborate, and create communities. Why not, be bold enough to dream it, and it'll happen, no matter what, that's what happened with drip isn't it. Creating a balance for myself, what's my routine, and schedule looking like, what do I want to do. I want to go roller skating an...

I am not sure how and why I always always go back, when I am hella clear about myself, it takes me usually getting rejected by the person I rejected atleast for 2-3 months, until they stop contacting me, and seeing me, for me to move forward. Only with aakash I was able to move forward, and maybe because it was because I had entered another relationship already. Recently I have been thinking, if I should have just gone with josh. I look back at one of the entries on this google blogger, and realize how much we were compatible, because he really was able to say and communicate his feelings really well, but def I don't even know him anymore in today's reality to go back.  I am not able to really look into the future, actually I never really have been able to, I am scared, I am nervous, will I not be here for long, will I pass away before I can have a happy family, and watch my kids grow, because currently I cannot see that happen in the future at all. It's so sad, because I f...

Ask away anything, and the answer will result in blame. As young adults who are always curious about mindfulness, mental health, and reflections even more so in the 21st century, we take a deep dive into our past at a youthful age more often than any of our previous generations did. It wouldn't be wrong to say that we all feel guilt to a certain extent for the acts we performed in our prior years toward our parents. It's always an intense emotional experience thinking about why we were parented in a certain way. The could have's, why not's, and critical expectations quite overpower our ability to look through the simplicity of this relationship. In a frank manner, not all people are blessed with a healthy relationship with both parents, we also grow up with differences in attachment styles, unresolved trauma, a need, and almost indescribable feelings. For the longest time, we hold those grudges, or build up our walls, with one question lingering "WHY" & so...

If you ever find this, I want you to know that I lived my life to the fullest, I do even now, wherever I am. I am not the relationships I that I was born into, and I am not the relationships that self impose themselves on me, expect me to conform to the norms of their inexplicable needs in the name of family. For far too long, I had given in, reducing myself, begging for acceptance, over extending in the name of love.  Is it wrong, to ask for a phone call of care, I guess heartbroken, even by the ones she called her own. Is it wrong to ask for a gratitude for effort that took away nights of sleep, and stress that brought in discomfort, even to smile, is it too much really, to ask for respect in return for a voice that screams to open up their doors towards opportunity, altruistic, but they don't see. In the name of love, I think I went far far away, and opened doors to welcome shame, arguments, to be cast away, like a shadow of disgrace. This lad doesn't claim, all knowing and ...

Around march 28th I decided to end my almost 2 year relationship. It's been 12 weeks. I've been in Armenia for 2 now. For the last 12 weeks I have been trying to fix the past. Rewrite my story, reconcile. It's a lot to sit with, shame, guilt, what went wrong, trying to fix everything, feeling rejected by the family I had known for the whole of two years. You know when my mom was always angry and upset, frustrated, pressured, and unbearably independent, I wonder if that was her all the time, I mean that's the only person I have known, that's the identity I resonate with, if you told me my mother was once a shy girl, who wouldn't speak a word, I would deny that.  It makes me question the fact that the person you're with, sometimes really does play a role in bringing out a version in you that you didn't even know you had, to begin with. I started therapy in my 4th or 6th week, because my entire body was screaming for help, my heart racing as if it was tryin...