Wasifreflects

Category: Reflections

  • Feeling Judged: A Quiet Struggle in Shared Spaces

    “There’s something I’ve carried quietly…”

    I do not like going to the other parks.
    Whenever I go, there is always someone who points out your little things — things you “shouldn’t” be doing.

    It makes me feel like I don’t have the freedom to simply exist.
    To just be.

    Someone is always observing, or judging.

    That’s exactly how I feel when I go to parks with an English majority.
    There’s a quiet sense of not belonging. A tension. A subtle, invisible judgment.

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    Reflection

    I share this not to blame, but to breathe.

    To remind myself that I’m not alone in this experience — and maybe someone out there feels the same, silently, painfully.

    And perhaps through this small sharing, we begin to take back our space — with honesty, with calm, and without apology.

  • What Peace Means to Me Right Now

    What Peace Means to Me Right Now

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    Lately, I’ve been thinking about peace — not the kind you find in a silent room, but the kind that stays with you when everything is loud.

    There’s a difference between escape and peace. I used to think avoiding people or switching off my phone meant I was peaceful. But real peace, I’m slowly learning, is when you don’t need to fight everything inside yourself all the time.

    It’s when I sit with my son, not needing to teach him something — just being there.

    It’s when I stop comparing my life to others who seem more settled, more wealthy, more “together.”

    It’s even when I write words like these, unsure if anyone will read them — and that being okay.

    I haven’t always known peace. And I don’t always feel it now. But sometimes, it visits quietly — not with fireworks, but like a soft breath between thoughts.

    And maybe that’s enough for now.

    Still learning. Still listening.
    Still walking slowly, toward something more lasting.