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Thanks to the 17 years old me

 Disclaimer: I didn’t proofread…… POsting iT just LIEK that


Hello………



I don’t know who's here. Who’s reading this blog post now. So, if you are reading this blog now, please do drop a comment sharing your thoughts or your name or just an emoji.


I don’t know, writing here makes me feel so happy, like I might have already said like this blog is like my digital home. I have documented some of the special moments that I cherished during my teen-age.


I’d love to write something about this space and for this space now. 


I started this blog in 2018 I guess. Just like now, even then there were a lot of self doubts and confusions. But, somewhere during that time I was much more into observing things rather than running on like now.


May be this might even be like I am rambling through things… But I know don’t what the structure of this blog is gonna be.


Today, I got to read one of my favorite posts from this blog ‘The scary or the scared cat’. By that age I was so scared of cats but now it’s the reverse.


Not only the thing with cats, but also a lot of other things.


I was scared to put my picture online

I used to feel uncomfortable to smile for photos or even at someone known

I used was scared of being alone/ sleeping alone

I was scared to drive my scooty in a heavy traffic area

I was scared of not being THE GOOD GIRL.


OH MY GOD (Janic voice from F.R.I.E.N.D.S)


A lot


But, I was so much confident about the things I was writing here. Though there are a lot of ideological transformation, I feel good about almost everything that I have written here.


I didn’t know much of the platforms, I didn’t know how to build a personal brand, I didn’t know that I can freelance back in 2018. Though I feel bad for not knowing all these things then, I feel good that because I didn’t knew all that I documented some happy memories of my life here. 


AND I AM SO MUCH GLAD I DID DOCUMENT THEM


In fact, though I didn't do any marketing related content here… This is the blog that helped and still helps me with my career, this is the space where I figured out that I am loving to write.


When I started this blog, the major aim I had was to earn money online and I wanted to get adsense and to that we had to write content consistently. There was no knowledge on what to write or how to write…. I was writing things as per my wish. But I don't know what happened all of a sudden.


I started working.


It’s been almost 4 years since I started to work and THE INNOCENCE IS GONE!!!!! Maybe not completely, who knows…


I don’t want to miss any of my stories… So I’d love to document some of the key incidents over here. 


If you love to read stories on personality transformations or handling with fears or about me 🌚  do read the future posts that I might post in. I don’t even feel like giving a CTA to this…….. BECAUSE NO MARKETING CONTENT HERE……….





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