Namrata Singh

1 month ago | medium.com | Namrata Singh |Smillew Rahcuef

The hardest part of healing wasn’t letting go of them. It was facing what I was using them to fill. When I said I missed my ex, what I really meant was:I missed being wanted.I missed having someone to text when the day felt heavy.I missed being chosen — even if it was temporary, even if it wasn’t healthy. But I didn’t know how to admit that. So I kept telling myself I missed them. The person. The relationship. The memories. Even though deep down, I knew the truth:They weren’t good for me.

1 month ago | medium.com | Namrata Singh |Smillew Rahcuef

When you have something to write but no one wants to read itFollow publicationBecause sometimes it’s not about habits — it’s about hope. Every self-help post told me to start with a morning routine. “Wake up at 5 AM. Make your bed. Journal. Meditate. Workout. Green smoothie.”Like a checklist for happiness. So, I tried. I lit a candle. Wrote in a gratitude journal. Did ten push-ups next to my bed. For a few days, I followed the rituals like a soldier. It didn’t stick.

1 month ago | medium.com | Namrata Singh |Smillew Rahcuef

It wasn’t dramatic. No crying. No rock-bottom montage. I don’t remember the exact day I stopped trying. Just one morning where I didn’t get up. And then another. And then another. I told myself I was “resting.” That I just needed to recharge. But weeks passed. My bed became my home, my office, my grave. I scrolled endlessly. Ate meals next to pillows. Skipped showers. Text replies got slower. Deadlines became blurry. I wasn’t tired. I was numb. And bed was the only place that didn’t ask me to feel anything.

1 month ago | medium.com | Namrata Singh |Smillew Rahcuef

The Story: A woman named Mel Robbins was stuck in a cycle of procrastination and self-doubt. One night, she noticed a rocket launch on TV and realized: “If you don’t launch within 5 seconds, you abort.” She applied this to her own life — whenever she hesitated on something important (getting out of bed, sending an email, speaking up), she counted down “5–4–3–2–1 GO” and acted before her brain could talk her out of it.

1 month ago | medium.com | Namrata Singh |Smillew Rahcuef

When you have something to write but no one wants to read itFollow publicationSo today’s my birthday. Happy birthday to me. Happy 27 years of my life to me. My parents just called. They were talking about joining some community, and I said I’m good with just going to the gym. They insisted I could join that too, and I was like, “No thanks.”I get so worked up when they say things like this. I’m going home today, but honestly, I just don’t want to.