
Prabhat Mishra
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1 week ago |
medium.com | Prabhat Mishra |Robert E. Ralph
I used to think my value was based on how busy I was. Sundays were like a nightmare—the long afternoon with nothing to do felt like a defeat. Just lying on the couch doing nothing made me feel panicky. I would scroll through my phone, feeling guilty, thinking things like "I'm being lazy" or "I should be doing something."Work had taken over my life. I hurried through chores, scheduled meetings during coffee breaks, and even checked my email while on the toilet.
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1 month ago |
medium.com | Prabhat Mishra |Robert E. Ralph
Stop Shrinking for People Who Can’t Handle Your FireI used to shrink myself for people who couldn’t handle the full version of me. Whenever someone said, “You’re too emotional,” I’d get quieter. Each time someone pulled away from my honesty, I’d swallow the truth I was aching to say. I thought love meant being easier to be around—so I smiled when I was sad, nodded when I wanted to scream, and laughed even when anxiety had me in a chokehold. I did all of it just to seem like less. But they still left.
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1 month ago |
medium.com | Prabhat Mishra |Robert E. Ralph
What I Learned About Peace, Focus, and Myself by Starting the Day Like a Monk. Let me just say it. I’ve never been a morning person. I’ve always seen waking up early as a kind of punishment. My usual routine was something like this—snooze the alarm five times, scroll on my phone, panic about the time, and rush into the day feeling behind. But then I read about how monks start their mornings—with intention, peace, and purpose. No chaos. No noise. Just quiet discipline.
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1 month ago |
medium.com | Prabhat Mishra |Robert E. Ralph
When terror strikes one, it strikes us all. It's time to stand together. It happened again. This time, in Pahalgam. A place known for beauty, not blood. A place where families once walked, laughing in the sunlight. Now scarred by screams, gunfire, and grief. Terrorism does not knock before it enters. It shatters lives in seconds. It leaves empty chairs at dinner tables. It turns dreams into funerals. Pahalgam is not the first. And unless we wake up, it will not be the last. Look around.
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1 month ago |
medium.com | Prabhat Mishra |Robert E. Ralph
Stop Hiding Behind Your DiagnosisI once had a friend who blamed everything on anxiety. Blew up at a waitress? Anxiety. Ghosted plans for the fifth time? Anxiety. Snapped at me for asking a basic question? You guessed it. Anxiety. At first, I gave endless grace. We are all fighting private battles, right? But over time, it no longer felt like compassion. It started to feel more like being held hostage. Here is the truth no one says out loud. Mental health struggles are real. They are brutal.
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