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the scarier side of communication is, "i messed up. i wronged you, i accept that. but im not willing to lose you so tell me what to do to fix it." it takes courage to admit that even to yourself, let alone another person. and if you genuinely fear losing someone, you will do it.
It’s so important for you to go through that amount of uncomfortable conversation needed for you to reach a certain depth and sense of security with your loved ones. That uncomfortable situation matters sooooo much for you to be in sync with each other's spirits
“communication is key” but no one talks about how scary real communication is. it’s not cute texts and long calls. it’s “here’s where you hurt me here’s what I need here’s what I’m afraid to say” it’s
swallowing pride risking rejection, choosing honesty over comfort.
Men and women don’t fall in love the same way.. and that’s exactly why it’s so complicated, and so beautiful.
A woman often falls in love through ‘consistency’. It’s the little things. The good morning texts. The way you show up when you said you would. The feeling of safety, of being chosen again and again without having to question it.
A man often falls in love through ‘experience’. It’s how he feels around you. The peace. The admiration.The sense that he can be himself without being judged, and still be respected.
She listens for effort.
He feels for peace.
She needs emotional security to open up.
He needs emotional acceptance to stay open.
And here’s where it gets messy.. When she doesn’t feel consistency, she pulls back. When he feels pressure instead of peace, he pulls away.
So both people end up protecting themselves… instead of understanding each other.
Love isn’t about who loves “harder”It’s about learning how the other person loves and meeting them there.
Because the right connection isn’t confusing. It’s two people choosing to understand each other, even when it’s easier not to.
And when that happens?
It doesn’t feel like guessing.
It feels like home.
Pas lulus kuliah ada temen blg gini:
"Ya gak gue ambil lah Sha.. gaji segitu mah mending kerja di perusahaan bokap gue"
Langkah pertama masuk dunia kerja langsung tertampar realita:
Hidup tidak dimulai dari garis yang sama. Dan yg paling terasa dari kesenjangan ekonomi itu bukan cuma beda angka di rekening, tp beda rasa aman & kontrol atas hidup.
Ada yang bisa menolak karena punya jaring pengaman. Ada yang harus ambil apa pun karena bukan lagi soal pilihan, tapi soal bertahan hidup.
solo dates hacks every man should try, at least once every year
1. take yourself to the cinema alone. buy popcorn. pick a seat you actually want. laugh, cry if you need to. no one talking to you. just you and the movie.
2. go to a cafe on a weekday. order a drink and a small pastry. sir by the window and face your phone down for a bit. watch people going to work, students rushing, cars passing, birds singing, children playing, just life moving in that pace.
3. book a nice but affordable hotel in your city. pack a small overnight bag like you're traveling. order room service or buy food on the way. take a long cold shower, wear your robe, lie on the bed and do nothing if you want. journal, watch a movie, listen to a relaxing music, sleep in clean white sheets and covers with the ac on.
4. take yourself on a saturday breakfast. wake up early, shower, wear something cute. go somewhere that serves breakfast. sit there, and order something nice. enjoy your meal, take some selfies even if you not photogenic.
5. enjoy yourself man. come on, you deserve it. you need it.
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Tolerating always turns to resentment. At first, you call it patience, then love. But what it really is, is self-abandonment. Every time you swallow a boundary, excuse a pattern or silence your discomfort, something inside you keeps score. Likes And eventually, the bill comes due.
I want to be rich. But not Lamborghini
or Rolex rich, I want to be rich enough to go to the gym at 3pm and nobody can tell me no. To tap the family in front of me at the supermarket and say, "It's on me," Rich enough that my future wife never has to worry about getting a job. Rich enough to show my children the world, not pictures of it. Rich enough to take my friends to dinner and say, "| got this", Rich enough that God uses me to help the people who are in need. That's my version of rich.
Your parents stopped buying things for themselves years ago. Not because they couldn't afford it. But because every time they had extra money, they thought of you first. They wear the same clothes. Use the same phone. Eat simpler meals. While making sure you never felt like you went without. Most of us noticed too late. Some of us never noticed at all.
For so long, I stood still, watching life rush past me, afraid that leaving meant losing. But now, I am here. I am moving. I don’t know exactly where I’m headed
After a certain age, your parents slowly become your children. They ask simple questions, repeat stories, and depend on your patience the way you once depended on theirs. Very few understand this role reversal.What looks like innocence or inconvenience is really time coming full circle. Don't correct them harshly. Don't rush them. Care for them the way they once protected you. This is not a burden. It is repayment.