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Busting The Myth

Nov 9, 2022
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By Gokul Prabhu


Being alone is celebrated now a days, They say being alone helps to understand yourself, its trouble free, you’ll become emotionally independent, But to be frank being alone sucks, it creates jealousy, it gives inferiority complex and insecurities, makes you emotionally weak, it increases overthinking about every tiny mistake you made. Being emotionally independent is not that cool or swag, Everyone have to be emotionally dependent on someone, Staying away from the crowd won’t make you unique, stay in the crowd accept everyone, try to understand that everyone is different, listen to them, more than talking listening helps



you to understand people better. In fact the one who’s glorifying the loneliness are the who is longing for a moral support more than anyone else they are afraid to admit it and using this so-called “being alone is good” tag as an alibi. Solitude is sick but am struggling to do all these above lines(I am staying in the crowd but somewhat invisible),coaches don’t play matches so take my words and try to cherish your life don’t loose yourself by falling to these ”என் இனிய தனிமையே ”(A Tamil song glory flying loneliness) things its a honey trap Even Chris McCandless said “happiness is only real when its shared”. Even a random text from a stranger can give you a least amount of positive vibe you’re longing for, Don’t let that loneliness to drive you, Always believe that better days are coming .We can’t self heal everything so please don’t loose the hope on humans they are the only empaths here.....


By Gokul Prabhu




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