I’m just another Indian guy, statistically insignificant, writing thoughts no one asked for. I don’t write to teach, impress, or resolve anything. I write because I exist without guarantee of being read. In a world that doesn’t notice most of us, this blog is simply proof that I was here, thinking, even if quietly.
I didn’t start this project with questions about class, psychology, or morality. I started it with a much simpler assumption, that this was something that needed to be done and that delaying it would somehow mean falling behind. At no point did it feel like a decision in the way important decisions are supposed to feel, it felt closer to alignment, like adjusting something that had been slightly off for a long time. Only much later did I realise that what felt natural and obvious was not neutral at all, but learned, inherited, and quietly reinforced by everything around me.
In the journey of human evolution, our minds have raced ahead, grappling with intricate thoughts and complex communication. While our societies have evolved, our biology, rooted in survival instincts, hasn’t kept pace. Despite dwelling in bustling cities, our minds, wired for foraging threats, face a new challenge—anxiety. The blog unravels the impact of this evolutionary mismatch on our mental health, emphasizing strategies to navigate anxiety in the modern world. It elucidates the intertwined nature of fear, anxiety, and cognition, proposing actionable steps, including breathing exercises, for effective anxiety management.
This blog isn’t a generic “social media is bad” argument. It’s my synthesis of The Anxious Generation and how the book explains the major shifts in childhood, the gender differences in how teens are affected, and the disappearance of real-world structures like play and rites of passage. Once you see how childhood was redesigned, the mental-health trends stop looking random.
I often ask myself why I should not end my life, and the answers I found are small and stubborn. One extra day to see what happens. A duty to live with some respect for myself and the world. The chance to express the version of me that exists right now, imperfect and honest. These are not solutions, just practical tools I can use to keep walking forward each day.
A reflective piece on loneliness, meaning, and the quiet struggles hidden beneath ordinary lives. Drawing on existential thought and everyday experience, it explores how we construct stories, wrestle with the unknowability of others, and confront the absurdity of living.