My 4th Year Death Anniversary - Could have been

3 Years Ago,

I remember being a 15 yr old kid, unconscious of the world around me and of the life I lived.

A nobody, minding nobody’s business, not even mine.

Aimlessly shifting and bending with the flow of life just like a dead cell in the air

I don’t even remember asking why I do what I do.

Lived like a newborn. Careless. Fearless. No responsibility. Sounds quite fun, right?

Yeah! It was fun… Until life started to test me if I’m worthy to survive in this world.

I wasn’t ready to face all these

• Bullies

• Failures

• Toxic People

• Zero true friends

• Social Comparison bias

• Soul-sucking Social Media

• Unexplainable physical pain

As a result, I dealt with:

• Anxiety

• Self-doubt

• Anger Issues

• Panic attacks

• Low Self-esteem

• Self Discrimination

• Depression & Self-hatred

(But I’m glad I happened to face this all sooner)

To fight back, all I did was nothing but crying.

Cried alone.

Cried aloud.

Cried in the bedroom

Cried in the middle of the night

Cried. Cried. Cried. - That’s all I could remember

I had the victim mentality until I decided to quit my life - Don’t worry, I didn’t die

As far as I can remember, It was one of the months in the year of 2019,

The world was under lockdown when I decided to be free.

I walked up to the terrace,

Sat down by the steps and cried (don’t remember the reason)

And the thought of quitting my life crossed my mind out of nowhere

I stood up with my eyes dripping and walked to the edge and sat on the railing with one leg hanging out - I’m cold sweating now

I had one question going through my mind at that moment - Shall I? Shall not?

I chose, “I shall”

And boom… No, I didn’t jump

I heard my elder brother calling me in search of me. I heard him walking up the stairs shouting my name.

I got scared, got back on foot, and sat by the floor like nothing happened.

That was the first time, I questioned myself - “What the fuck was I about to do?”

I must mention this:

If my brother didn’t show up, this year (2023) would have been my 4th year death anniversary. I owe him my life.

But this is not a story about me. It’s about you.

Why would I want to make you read my untold story for nothing?

(Remember: I’m always about helping you)

If I can turn this purposeless, depressed kid who decided to quit his life, into a man disciplined enough to quit porn, sugar & social media and strong enough to do 100 pushups in under 5 mins every single day, all by myself

then how the fuck you’re thinking you can’t

• break your social media addiction

• break your mental glass cage

• Get over your heartbreak

Get done with being a bitch. How long are you gonna ruin your life in the name of:

• “Living my life”

• “I can’t get over the pain”

• “What can I do, it’s because of him”

But remember you don’t have to deal with this alone. I got you.

If you are struggling to pull yourself out of a rut, DM me on Twitter.

If you don’t think I can’t help you, I don’t know who the fuck can

Announcement:

I’m building up a guide to help people unf*ck their life at once and to build a purposeful deep life condensed with my 4 yrs’ worth of knowledge and expertise

I believe it’s the right of people to live a life filled with joy and satisfaction so I don’t wish to place the guide behind a paywall

The Guide will be launched as a Giveaway on Twitter @therajwise for free (For 24 hrs only because I don’t wanna end up being a starving artist)

Follow me, So you don’t miss it.

Alright then

Thanks for reading.

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See you next week with a banger,

Have a good weekend!