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Too many feelings

I was adopted as a baby.
Today I'm lost, I'm 54 and sooo lost.
Forget this bulshit of gratitude and adopted parents saviors.
Being adopted is always a loss. And you the world act like you have no right to mourn.
That is it: you don't have 2 families when you find the biological one, you have none!
I'm trying to come to terms with all that, and I'm upset, I'm angry, I'm lonely.
Sucks!
#adopted , #Adoption .

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🌱 Holding On to Hope: A Letter from My Heart

There are days when my chest feels like it’s caving in. When the weight of motherhood, medicine, and simply being human all collide into a tangled knot that sits heavy on my ribs. On those days, I whisper little mantras to myself:

> “This is not forever. You have made it through worse. Breathe. Begin again.”
I’ve been many things in this life — a daughter, a doctor, a dreamer, a single mother navigating the unpredictable tides of life in Dhaka, Bangladesh. I’ve held hands that were warm with hope, and hands that grew cold as life slipped quietly away. I’ve witnessed first breaths and final breaths, and somewhere in between, I found my own breath — fragile yet determined.

🌸 Motherhood: My softest place and my fiercest battle

Being a mother is my sweetest role. It’s also the most terrifying.
My children are these little galaxies of giggles, questions, and breathtaking innocence. They trust me to build their world — even when I feel like I’m still figuring out my own.

I stay up at night running numbers: tuition fees, grocery costs, visa rules, dreams of a better life. I battle guilt and exhaustion, but every morning when Saamarah and Nihaan look up at me with sleepy eyes and say, “Ma, come play!” — it’s like the sun comes up inside my chest.

💉 Medicine: The profession that broke me and built me

I chose medicine because I wanted to heal.
Truth is, sometimes it hurt more than it healed.
Long shifts, watching young patients with cancer, seeing families fracture under grief — it all leaves scars.

But it also gave me a tenderness I wouldn’t trade for anything. I’ve become a collector of stories — stories of resilience, of heartbreak, of miracles. Each patient taught me something about the art of being human.

💔 Loss and loneliness

I lost my father not long ago. A grief that was sharp and strange. A part of me still expects to hear his voice on the other end of the phone, asking, “Khawa daowa thikmoto hocche?” (Are you eating well?)

Losing family changes you. It cracks open the places you’ve carefully plastered over. But in that rawness, I’ve also found compassion — for myself, and for everyone else stumbling through life with unseen bruises.

🌱 Hope: The quiet hero of my story

Here’s what I’ve learned:
Even on the darkest days, hope whispers.
Sometimes it sounds like my children laughing on the rooftop, chasing pigeons.
Sometimes it’s the gentle voice inside that says, “You’re allowed to dream again.”

I’m planning a new chapter now — higher studies abroad, new horizons, maybe even writing more openly about mental health and motherhood. I’m terrified. But I’m also exhilarated. Because life, with all its messiness, keeps inviting me to grow.

💌 If you’re reading this…

Maybe you’re a tired parent. Maybe you’re battling something private. Maybe you’re just trying to survive another ordinary day.
I want you to know: you’re not alone.
It’s okay to cry in the shower, to drink cold coffee, to feel both grateful and overwhelmed at the same time.

Hold on. Keep going.
There are sunrises ahead that will make you grateful you stayed.

❤️ With love from my messy, magical corner of the world,
Tamanna

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I’m new here

Hi everyone am here because I got betrayed and hurt and I don’t really want to be here anymore but am trying to find people who I can connect with and build myself back up better #Depression #Anxiety #Grief #lonely

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I’m new here

Hi everyone am here because I got betrayed and hurt and I don’t really want to be here anymore but am trying to find people who I can connect with and build myself back up better #Depression #Anxiety #Grief #lonely

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I'm new here!

Hi, my name is MauveSheep01834. I'm here because ,nobody cares how much pain I'm in ...I so tired of over doing myself ,I'm depress lonely and scared

#MightyTogether #Fibromyalgia

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Lonely

I’ve always felt like I have to be agreeable and stay small — emotionally, socially, even physically — to be accepted. Like if I take up too much space, say the wrong thing, or show how sad or angry I really am, people will leave.

Lately, I’ve been stuck in this cycle of loneliness and self-doubt. I don’t feel like I have any close friends, and I can’t tell if it’s me — or if I’ve just been hurt too many times to trust anyone anymore.

When people are nice to me, I assume they feel sorry for me. And I know I talk negatively sometimes, but that’s because I’m carrying so much I haven’t had anywhere to put.

I’m tired of hiding how much I’m struggling. I just needed to say this somewhere.

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