HeyJaredFrom My Room To Your Screen
I write stories, reflections, and real-life letters that hold both laughter and depth. From faith to fiction, humor to healing, this space is where growth gets honest and words feel human.
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How to Pick Yourself Up Today (opens the original)
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We have already discussed why you should value your time and why it isn’t too late to start using your time properly.This letter will be about how exactly you are going to do that.But here is one thing I want you to understand first.The habit you want to drop has been part of you for longer than you can remember. Dropping it won’t be easy, and it won’t happen overnight.Some of your days after today will be productive, while some will look just like th
Is It Too Late to Pick Yourself Up? (opens the original)
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5:53 pm. Maybe you've realized that you don't have the life you hoped you'd have at this point.You look back and feel sad about how much time you've wasted.And your hope for a bright future is already fading because you think it will be difficult to make up for all the time you've lost.And this isn't me trying to motivate you.Nah.I just need you to understand something.Wasting your time is dangerous, but it becomes even more dangerous when you don't realize you're wasting it.And that's what make
You Allow Them to Hurt You (opens the original)
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I almost cried when I heard this:“Don't trust people's words.”Because it was something I learnt the hard way, but you can have it for free without the pain.Thinking about the moments that broke my heart, I now realize something I didn't know back then.There was always a pattern. Heartbreak hurts. Truly.Especially when it comes from people you never expected it from.But realizing that, in some ways, you were also the author of that sad chapter hits differently.At this point, I know I'm probably c
When I said I choose you (opens the original)
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11:08 p.m.The world around me has gone quiet, so quiet that I can almost hear the sound of my own breathing.And yes, I can still hear the faint sound of my parents laughing. My door isn’t locked, so their voices find their way in here, slipping through the quiet and settling somewhere in the room.There is something about hearing them like this two people simply existing in their little corner of the world that makes me pause.It has me staring at the white space on my laptop, my hands folded, whi
I think I love another woman (opens the original)
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There are lots of fish in the river.It’s true. It has always been true. And it is one of the quiet reasons love doesn’t work the way it used to.But here’s what most people get wrong about that sentence: the fish are not the problem. Their existence has never been the threat. The threat is smaller than that, and far more dangerous, it is the belief that one of them might be better. That belief is the hook. It’s what kills a love story before it’s even given the chance to prove itself.The Belief,
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