Abyssian# 80
I'm exhausted from mental stress. I want to change my identity. I'm sick of this. I don't want to be a part of this society
Abyssian# 79
how to become a good husband and father?
Abyssian# 78
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Abyssian# 77
I don't know how to say what I'm feeling and I hate it partly because I think I'm good with words but these past few days have been very heavy on me ... I feel like I'm lost I don't know anyone or Nobody knows me and they don't care either...I feel like a constant lump in my throat whenever I speak ... I can't let out the words I want to .. I don't know what's happening
Abyssian# 76
Part#3, Thanks to abyssal hub for providing such a platform where one can speak freely without exposing our identities. I have talk to Aeris and i am surprised to see how supportive this tool is, giving emotional support and keeps motivating. Keep up the good work!! :)
Abyssian# 75
Part#2, People might call it envy or something else, person like me we are not jealous of anyone but only sad about the injustice of the society. People like me, we just born - follow what our parents have done for their whole life (working our ass off to meet the responsibilities and end meets) and then just die like we never existed. It feels like we just exist in this society. These type of thoughts haunts me every day (And it is one of those days). After doing everything, after making every possible move i am still blank, having no road map to where should i move to overcome every sad feeling.
Abyssian# 74
Its so difficult for a middle class person to live their life in current situation. Those who have money have all the respect from the society, people do not even see how they are earning it. Imagine studying for your whole life, then spend 8 years of your life building your career, and then seeing people with no talent, no ethics making millions just for making content which does not even make any sense. I am always shocked to see how can someone support these kind of people. We are here getting pressed and ridiculed every day by our employers even after meeting every deadline, after completing every single project. I am working on my product with so limited resources, trying my best to market it as much as i can. I am doing everything in my control to get out of this 9-6 circle but still i am not able to capture even 2% of it. On the other hand look at those dancing, making videos of their personal life getting millions of views and earning millions every day. Part#1
Abyssian# 73
Some nights I scroll through old conversations just to remind myself that I used to feel more connected to people.
Abyssian# 72
Some nights I scroll through old conversations just to remind myself that I used to feel more connected to people.
Abyssian# 71
Every now and then, I wonder how different I’d be if I was loved the right way from the beginning.
Abyssian# 70
There are people I’ve never told the truth to, not because I wanted to lie — but because the truth was too heavy for the version of me they needed.
Abyssian# 69
Most of the time, I’m not trying to succeed — I’m just trying not to fall apart in front of everyone.
Abyssian# 68
I don’t think I want a relationship. I think I want someone to understand the parts of me I haven’t figured out yet.
Abyssian# 67
The guy I was with for a year cheated on me. And made up so many stories when I confronted him. So I made up my mind to break off with him. In my mind, I've already walked away. But I'm just waiting for the right time to break off this news to him. All of this time that I'm spending with him is torture. He's clearly love bombing me (like he always does when there's an argument) and I'm pretending to take it all, meanwhile in my head I'm just gathering more and more reasons to not forgive him. So when I finally will end it, he won't have a chance to see what hit him. But he'll know...
Abyssian# 66
To Abyssian#65 Grief feels overwhelming at first, but over time, your mind and heart gradually adapt. It’s not just time that heals—it’s what happens during that time: Your brain rewires itself (neuroplasticity) to adjust to the loss. You slowly accept the reality of the loss, rather than resisting it. Meaning and joy begin to return in small, unexpected ways. Your natural resilience helps you keep going, even when it feels impossible. You don’t forget or "move on"—you grow around the grief. Healing happens not because you stop missing the person, but because you learn how to carry that loss with peace. For more try out "Aeris" by clicking on the icon placed in right side, it is designed with emotional intelligence to gently support your journey through grief—honoring the pain, the adaptation, and the quiet strength that helps you grow around the loss. From Team Abyssal Hub, Stay Blessed!
Abyssian# 65
Hey! I was grieving over the death of someone really close to me and initial few months were really hard and I was completely hopeless. I thought I would never find joy in life ever again and then suddenly rather slowly I came to peace with it. I accepted reality for what it is. What do you think how processing of grief has worked here and in general too? Is it time that heals us or is it something our brain process slowly,maybe neuroplasticity or something? What would you say?I don't understand what happened, there was a time,I thought this loss has consumed me forever and now I am doing better with time.
Abyssian# 64
Butt diaaan toaraan nee🔥
Abyssian# 63
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Abyssian# 61
I get attached too much and too quick
Abyssian# 60
I get attached too quickly
Abyssian# 59
I’m scared that healing will make me boring. Like, who am I without the chaos? What if the version of me people love is the one who’s always falling apart but pretending not to?
Abyssian# 58
I try to be easy to love, but it’s exhausting hiding the parts that might scare someone away. I shrink myself just to fit into someone else’s comfort zone.
Abyssian# 57
I used to think I wanted love. But now I think I just wanted someone to choose me without hesitation. Not almost. Not eventually. Just… yes.
Abyssian# 56
I sometimes imagine reading my own eulogy, just to see what parts of me people actually noticed. Would they say I was kind? Or just quiet enough to forget?
Abyssian# 55
I’m tired of being ‘the strong one.’ I want to be held without needing to break first. But when you’re always the safe space, no one thinks you need one too.
Abyssian# 54
I laugh a lot in public, not because I’m happy, but because it keeps people from asking real questions. It’s my camouflage — joy as misdirection.
Abyssian# 53
There’s a version of me I only allow to exist in daydreams. She's freer, braver, a little colder — and I like her more than the real me. There’s a version of me I only allow to exist in daydreams. She's freer, braver, a little colder — and I like her more than the real me.
Abyssian# 52
I look for people who are emotionally unavailable because deep down I’m scared of actually being seen. I want closeness, but only if it’s on my terms. Safe distance. Predictable rejection.
Abyssian# 51
I forgive people silently because confrontation makes me feel like a child begging not to be abandoned. So I swallow it. Again and again. Until I forget what it’s like to speak up for myself.
Abyssian# 50
I get scared when things are going well, because I’ve learned that peace usually means I’m not paying attention to what’s about to go wrong. Happiness makes me nervous. Like I’m being set up.
Abyssian# 49
I don’t want to be the best — I just want to be remembered by someone in a way that matters. Not famous. Not praised. Just… missed.
Abyssian# 48
I over-explain everything because, as a kid, I was always told I was wrong before I even spoke. Now I pre-defend myself like I’m in a courtroom. Even with people who aren't judging me.
Abyssian# 47
I wonder how many people think of me occasionally but never reach out — just like I do with them. There’s a graveyard of almost-reconnections in my phone. I guess we all get busy, or scared, or tired.
Abyssian# 46
Sometimes I open apps just to feel less alone, then scroll for an hour and feel even more disconnected. It's like I'm watching other people live while forgetting how to live myself.
Abyssian# 45
I’m more scared of living an average life than dying. The idea of going through all this pain just to end up like everyone else? That terrifies me.
Abyssian# 44
I constantly shift my personality depending on who I’m with. I’m scared that if I ever showed my real self, no one would stay. I don’t even know which version of me is real anymore.
Abyssian# 43
Even when people compliment me, I twist their words into something negative. ‘You look great today’ becomes ‘So I didn’t before?’ I wish I knew how to receive love without dissecting it.
Abyssian# 42
"I sometimes fantasize about vanishing. Not dying. Just... not being expected to exist for a while. No messages. No responsibilities. Just a temporary pause from having to be a person.
Abyssian# 41
I miss people who are still in my life, because the version of them I loved no longer exists. They’re here, technically. But they changed, or I changed — and neither of us said anything.
Abyssian# 40
Sometimes I purposely sabotage good things because deep down, I don’t believe I deserve them. It’s easier to lose something on my terms than to wait for it to be taken away.
Abyssian# 39
I get irritated with people who care about me, not because they did anything wrong, but because I don’t know how to let them in. Kindness feels like pressure. Love feels like obligation. I want closeness, but I also fear it.
Abyssian# 38
I don't think I actually know who I am without something to prove. If I'm not achieving, fixing, improving, or impressing… I feel like I disappear. Like I’m just taking up space.
Abyssian# 37
There are times I don’t want advice or solutions. I just want someone to sit with me and say, ‘Yeah, this really sucks.’ But most people rush to fix, not to feel. So I stop sharing.
Abyssian# 36
I’m scared of becoming someone who settles — not because they’re content, but because they gave up. Sometimes I wonder if I’m already that person.
Abyssian# 35
I don’t think anyone truly sees me — not because they don’t care, but because I’ve gotten too good at hiding. I answer 'I’m fine' before they even finish asking. It’s easier than trying to explain something I haven’t even figured out myself.
Abyssian# 34
I sometimes imagine starting over somewhere far away, where no one knows me and I can be whoever I want. It’s not that I want to run from everything… I just want to know what it feels like to be free from people’s expectations.
Abyssian# 33
I often feel guilty for being unhappy when I know others have it worse. So I keep it to myself. I downplay my struggles. But it doesn’t make the heaviness any lighter.
Abyssian# 32
There’s a version of me in my head that I’m constantly failing to live up to. I thought by now I’d have it figured out — the career, the confidence, the peace. Instead, I feel like I’m falling short of a person I invented but can't become.
Abyssian# 31
I worry that the best parts of my life already happened, and I didn’t realize it at the time. There are moments I look back on that felt so mundane when they happened. Now I ache for them, for the version of me that didn’t know what they’d lose.
Abyssian# 30
I envy people who are content with ordinary things. I always feel like I’m chasing something bigger — and I don’t even know what it is. Everyone talks about gratitude, and I try. But I have this restlessness, this hunger that never goes away. Like I was meant for something I haven’t found yet.
Abyssian# 29
Sometimes I disconnect from people I love, not because I want to, but because I don't know how to stay. It’s like I hit a wall. I feel overwhelmed, and instead of reaching out, I just shut down. And then I hate myself for making people feel unwanted.
Abyssian# 28
Everyone thinks I’m strong, but they don’t see the effort it takes to hold myself together. I’ve built this image of being resilient, dependable — the one who always bounces back. But truthfully, I feel like I’m patching cracks in a dam with my bare hands.
Abyssian# 27
I often wonder if the version of me that people love is real. Maybe they love the version I crafted for them. The polite, agreeable, steady one. But I don’t show them the messier parts, the restless parts. What if that’s the real me?
Abyssian# 26
Some days, I wake up and feel like I’m just going through the motions, waiting for something I can’t name. There’s an emptiness i carry with me not really the sadness, exactly. Just a sense that something important is missing, and I don’t know where to find it.
Abyssian# 25
I’m not sure if I want love or if I just don’t want to be alone; Sometimes I think I confuse loneliness for love. I stay in situations that feel safe, even if they don’t feel right.
Abyssian# 24
I help everyone around me, but secretly wish someone would ask how I’m really doing. I’m always the strong one. The listener. But I wish — just once, like just for once — someone would look me in the eye and say, 'You don’t have to be okay for me.'
Abyssian# 23
I sometimes wonder if people would still love me if they knew how much I question everything about myself. I second-guess my worth, my choices, my identity... constantly. But I act confident because I don’t want to be a burden.
Abyssian# 22
I stay busy because if I slow down, I have to face parts of myself I’ve been avoiding. People think I’m productive and ambitious. They don’t see that my schedule is a shield — keeping me distracted from thoughts that scare me.
Abyssian# 21
I always feel like I’m too much for some people and not enough for others. When I open up, I worry I’m overwhelming. When I hold back, I feel invisible. I don’t know where the right balance is anymore — or if there even is one.
Abyssian# 20
No one knows that I rehearse conversations in my head because I’m terrified of being misunderstood. I run through every sentence I plan to say, imagining how they might react. I tweak my words, soften my tone, just to avoid being judged or rejected.
Abyssian# 19
I just want to say being part of a listener society where people just wanted to talk with some stranger and talk their hearts out but used to be afraid if some robot is listening to them. All i want to say is sometimes people follow the rule of numbing the ugly noises down. That's a harmful gateway, but some bad commentary or a situation triggers that. If you see such souls, stay closer to them, just sit around them and ask if they are OK, spend more time with them, all they need is a shoulder to lean on to, we all do, this attitude can save precious lives, i write stories and wanted to feature a famous wrestler named Jhara pehalwan, a small act of attention could have saved a precious life. whoever is reading this always remember even if u feel low or useless or whatever the circumstances may be, just breathe, this is the most precious lifeline, we all need help so asking for one in need is not weakness, learn from ur situation and outshine all the worries to make the ones who genuinely love u, feel proud of u,whether they are in this world or not, they are around us always. There's only one line that will stay with me for life "ZIndagi sirf Allah ki chahat hai. Iss ki hifazat humara farz hai. Thank you for building this portal.. i'll be around :)
Abyssian# 18
There are moments when silence speaks louder than words — not because we have nothing to say, but because what we carry feels too sacred to be spoken aloud.
Abyssian# 17
Sometimes I wonder if we truly heal, or if we just learn how to carry the same pain more gracefully — like folding a letter we never sent and tucking it deeper into our pockets each day.
Abyssian# 16
I have no words.
Abyssian# 15
My neighbor’s diary says I don’t respect boundaries.
Abyssian# 14
There are a lot of judgmental people out there. I can tell by just looking at them.
Abyssian# 13
Hope is a state of mind, not of the world. Hope, in this deep and powerful sense, is not the same as joy that things are going well, or willingness to invest in enterprises that are obviously heading for success, but rather an ability to work for something because it is good.
Abyssian# 11
Sometimes i do not understand what's going on and i am confused about everything in life.
Abyssian# 12
Sometimes i do not understand what's going on and i am confused about everything in life.
Abyssian# 10
I had someone once who made every day mean something. And now, I am lost! And nothing means anything anymore.
Abyssian# 09
I don't even know why, but I've just always done it - I don't walk on handicapped parking spaces. I don't like to step on the blue lines. I always step over them. I don't know what the deal is. I don't know if it's a fear of injury, or a disrespectful thing, or if I just don't want to think about something like that happening.
Abyssian# 08
I crossed paths with a horse that happened to change my life. That horse is Game On Dude, and what a horse! He's a soldier. Together we traveled the world. We won the Santa Anita Big Cap, Goodwood, almost won the Breeder's Cup Classic; we won the San Antonio, Hollywood Gold Cup and the Californian.
Abyssian# 07
I don't even know why, but I've just always done it - I don't walk on handicapped parking spaces. I don't like to step on the blue lines. I always step over them. I don't know what the deal is. I don't know if it's a fear of injury, or a disrespectful thing, or if I just don't want to think about something like that happening.
Abyssian# 06
My friends think it's weird that I spray perfume on my feet.
Abyssian# 05
My friends think it's weird that I spray perfume on my feet.
Abyssian# 04
My friends think it's weird that I spray perfume on my feet.
Abyssian# 03
I hope I'm one of many to come in the Dubai World Cup, and hope I see more women making it at this level. There are a lot of great female jockeys.
Abyssian# 02
A good jockey has to be physically well balanced. They have to possess a strong upper body and a strong lower body. You've gotta have quick reflexes, and you've got to be incredibly coordinated. But it's you're instincts that have to be perfect. You can't be an exceptional rider without instincts.
Abyssian# 01
So many times, people told me I can't do this or can't do that. My nature is that I don't listen very well. I'm very determined, and I believe in myself. My parents brought me up that way. Thank God for that. I don't let anything stand in my way.
