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Tag: self worth

  • The Difference Between Being Needed and Being Loved

    The Difference Between Being Needed and Being Loved

    ✦ A Few Lines Before We Begin ✦

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    Sometimes the heart confuses importance with affection,
    and attention with devotion.

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    For when someone constantly reaches for us,
    it is easy to believe we are loved.

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    Yet there is a subtle difference
    one that many discover only after disappointment.

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    A person may need what you give.
    But love begins when they cherish who you are.

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    ✦ When Being Needed Feels Like Love ✦

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    Being needed can feel a lot like being loved.

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    At first.
    Your phone lights up every day. They seek your advice, your comfort, your time, your endless supply of patience. You start to think,
    “Wow, I must be special.”
    Then one day, you stop being useful.
    Suddenly, the messages arrive less often than your food delivery notifications.
    Interesting.

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    ✦ The Difference Reveals Itself ✦

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    A person who needs you usually remembers you when their world is falling apart.

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    A person who loves you remembers you when something wonderful happens too.

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    One says:
    “I need your help.”
    The other says:
    “I saw this and thought of you.”
    One treats you like customer support.
    The other treats you like a favorite person.

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    ✦ Umbrellas and Sunsets ✦

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    Being needed is being the umbrella someone grabs when it rains.

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    Being loved is being invited to watch the sunset when the sky is clear.

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    And no, before anyone panics, there is nothing wrong with being needed. We all need people.

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    But if every conversation starts with a problem and ends when the problem is solved, congratulations.

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    You’ve accidentally subscribed to a premium emotional support package.
    No free trial.
    No cancellation notice.

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    ✦ Love Is Wonderfully Unnecessary ✦

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    Love, on the other hand, is delightfully impractical.
    It checks on you when it wants nothing.

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    It remembers your favorite coffee order despite forgetting where the car keys are.

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    It sends you memes with absolutely no strategic objective.
    It stays for the conversation, not just the solution.

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    ✦ A Small Test ✦

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    The trick is simple:

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    Ask yourself,
    “If I had nothing to offer today no advice, no help, no emotional rescue mission would they still want to spend time with me?”

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    The answer may sting.
    Or it may remind you of the people who never needed a reason to stay.
    And those people?

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    They’re the ones worth keeping.
    Because being needed makes you useful.
    Being loved makes you irreplaceable.

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    ✦ Closing Verse ✦

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    Not every hand that reaches,
    reaches for your heart.

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    Some seek shelter from a storm,
    and leave when skies depart.

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    Yet those who stay in sunshine,
    when there is nothing left to gain,
    are the ones who teach us gently
    the difference between love and need again.

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    ✦ A Question For You ✦

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    Perhaps the real question is this:

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    If one day you had nothing left to offer no advice, no support, no solutions would they still value your presence, or was your worth tied only to your usefulness?

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    With love,
    Rajeshwari ♡🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari. All Rights Reserved

  • The Risk No One Claps For

    The Risk No One Claps For

    Describe a risk you took that you do not regret.

    I once took a very dangerous risk.

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    No, not skydiving.
    Not quitting a job dramatically.
    Not even cutting my own bangs at 2 AM (which, honestly, is the real danger😅).

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    I chose myself… in a situation where it would’ve been easier to stay quiet.

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    You know that moment… when you rehearse a hundred responses in your head🤯,
    but in real life, you just smile and let it go🙂?

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    Yeah. That time—I didn’t.

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    I spoke. Calmly. Clearly. Without over-explaining😌.
    (Okay fine… maybe slightly over-explaining. Growth takes time.)

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    And I remember my heart racing like I had just run a marathon💓…
    while the other person just said, “Oh… okay.”

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    That’s it.
    No explosion💥. No drama🎭. No background music🎶.

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    And I stood there thinking
    “Wait… THAT was the thing I was scared of?”

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    Funny how the risks we avoid aren’t always big, loud ones.
    Sometimes, it’s just saying what we feel…
    setting a boundary🚧…
    or choosing not to shrink ourselves to fit someone else’s comfort.

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    Was it uncomfortable? Yes.
    Did I overthink it later? Also yes😅.
    Would I do it again? 100%.

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    Because for the first time, I didn’t walk away thinking
    “I should have said something.”

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    And honestly… that peace?🕊️
    Worth the risk.

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    But here’s what I didn’t expect
    not every situation deserves a response.

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    Silence carries a different kind of power🤫.
    The kind that doesn’t argue, doesn’t chase, doesn’t perform just to be understood.

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    Being loud might win you a moment…
    but silence? It protects your peace and your pride—quietly, but completely.

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    And once you step into it,
    it doesn’t just feel good… it stays.

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    You get used to not reacting.
    You get used to letting things pass without making them your responsibility.
    You get used to not explaining yourself to people committed to misunderstanding you.

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    And slowly… it becomes a habit you don’t want to break.

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    (Warning: highly addictive⚠️. Side effects include emotional stability and fewer unnecessary arguments.)

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    And then comes the part no one really enjoys admitting—
    what isn’t meant for you… simply doesn’t stay.

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    No matter how gently you handle it,
    how long you hold on,
    or how many chances you give like it’s some kind of clearance sale🛍️.

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    Some people? Not yours.
    Some things? Not yours.

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    And for once, instead of overthinking it, fixing it, or forcing it…
    you just lean back and think

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    “Ah. Not my circus, not my monkeys.”🎪

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    A woman sitting quietly by the water at dusk, reflecting in silence.
    Some risks are quiet… but they change everything.

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari. All Rights Reserved

  • I Didn’t Know Saying Yes Could Cost Me This Much

    I Didn’t Know Saying Yes Could Cost Me This Much

    How often do you say “no” to things that would interfere with your goals?

    No one warned me that always saying ‘yes’ would slowly erase me.

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    I’ve always had a complicated relationship with the word “no.”

    Not because I didn’t understand it…

    but because I rarely used it.

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    It would sit quietly on my lips,

    while “yes” walked out… confidently, repeatedly, almost habitually.

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    And I told myself it was kindness.

    Which, to be fair, it was…

    just not always towards myself.

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    So I said yes

    to people, to plans, to moments that didn’t quite belong to me.

    And somewhere in all of that,

    my own time started slipping through the cracks… very politely.

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    The strange thing is

    nothing ever broke.

    Except a little bit of my energy,

    a little bit of my space,

    and sometimes… my mood, which deserved better 😄

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    I didn’t realise when “being nice” quietly turned into “being available.”

    (And no, there was no official announcement… just a very silent transition.)

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    But life, in its own subtle way, started nudging me.

    In those tiny pauses…

    where I began to wonder,

    “What if I don’t say yes this time?”

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    And recently… I tried it.

    A small, gentle, slightly nervous “no.”

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    No drama.

    No disappointment worth mentioning.

    Just… a little more room to breathe.

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    Almost magical, how one word can return you to yourself ✨

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    So maybe this is a reminder

    especially for every girl who has ever felt guilty for choosing herself

    you don’t have to earn your rest, your space, or your boundaries.

    You’re allowed to keep some parts of your day… just for you 💛

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    And as for me…

    let’s just say, somewhere between habit and healing,

    a new version is quietly making its way

    No 2.0… still gentle, still kind, just a little less “yes” by default 😉

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    —Rajeshwari 🧿💕

    © Nihshabd by Rajeshwari. All Rights Reserved

  • She learned to stay quiet.

    She learned to stay quiet.

    Not because she lacked words,

    but because her feelings were often treated

    as something to manage, not understand.

    She learned that softness

    is frequently mistaken for weakness.

    That asking questions invites judgment.

    That silence can feel easier

    than constantly explaining herself.

    As a girl, she carried things inward

    fears she couldn’t name,

    confusion she was told to ignore,

    emotions she was asked to regulate

    before she truly understood them.

    As a woman, she learned to carry more.

    To love deeply without guarantees.

    To remain composed

    even when her inner world felt unsteady.

    She has flaws.

    She overthinks.

    She feels intensely.

    She doubts herself on quiet days

    when no one sees how much effort it takes to stay standing.

    And still

    she shows up.

    She does the best she can

    with what she has,

    right where she is.

    Wherever she goes,

    she brings something subtle yet powerful

    her presence,

    her warmth,

    her quiet resilience.

    She may not always feel confident,

    but she moves with grace.

    She may not always feel certain,

    but she keeps choosing forward motion.

    She smiles not because life is gentle,

    but because hope is a practice she returns to.

    Again and again.

    There are truths women don’t speak of.

    Not due to a lack of strength,

    but because silence sometimes protects

    more than words ever could.

    Fear, love, embarrassment, longing

    they coexist,

    woven into the same heart.

    This space is for that quiet power.

    For the charm she never announces.

    For the aura she carries effortlessly.

    For the woman who keeps becoming,

    even when no one is watching.

    “If this spoke to you, you’re welcome to sit with it for a while. Some stories don’t ask to be answered — only held.”