A raw truth

The edge of everything

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I’ve never believed in sharing just the good parts. That polished version of life where everything looks perfect, every achievement sparkles, and every smile hides the struggle – it’s not me. I’ve always chosen to show the dark side, too. Because what’s the point of sharing only the light if you don’t show the weight it casts?

Right now, I’m living on the edge. Not the adventurous, inspiring edge. The kind of edge where you feel like one step more might break you completely. Both emotionally and socially, I’m breaking down. Life feels like a chaos I can’t escape from. It’s massive. It’s constant. And I’m exhausted.

I don’t have a grip on anything. My days are a blur of tasks, expectations, and silence. I’m completely unable to regulate life the way I used to – or thought I could.

And I’ve realised something important that I need to say: never burden yourself beyond your capacity, especially if you’re not prepared for the emotional cost.

I did that. I took on too much. I kept adding and adding, thinking I was strong enough to carry it all. That hustle mindset, that hunger to accomplish, to prove, to be ahead – it consumed…