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๐Ÿ“ From Rage to Reflection: How I Rewired My Mind After College

 ๐Ÿง  A Story of Inner Healing from the Streets to the Work Desk

After finishing my master’s degree with an A grade, most people thought I had made it. But deep inside, I was still carrying emotional weight — uncontrolled anger, confusion, and the scars of judgment I’d lived with for years.

When I entered the IT job world, I expected professionalism. But again, some people looked at me the same way society always had — with judgment, irritation, and assumptions.

Even people in my own home said:

“If you keep reacting like this, how will you succeed in life?”

That line hit me hard. But this time… I didn’t react. I listened.


๐Ÿ”ฅ The Battle Wasn’t Outside Anymore — It Was Inside My Mind

I come from a middle-class family. We don’t spend on therapy, or yoga studios, or expensive gyms. I didn’t have access to anything except one thing:

My willpower to grow.

So I decided to train my mind — right from my home.


๐Ÿง˜‍♂️ Home Became My Healing Ground

I didn’t go to yoga classes or subscribe to fancy apps.

I started by doing:

  • Simple morning stretches

  • Evening home workouts

  • Slow breathing practices

  • And most importantly: observing my thoughts like a mirror

I began reading and watching inspirational content. Authors, speakers, social media voices who taught me about:

  • Emotional intelligence

  • Ego vs truth

  • How anger is a message, not a monster

  • Why peace is a daily choice, not a place


๐Ÿง‍♂️ Understanding Others Helped Me Understand Myself

One day I saw a blind man begging near a temple, and it broke something inside me.

I started noticing others more than myself.

  • A woman selling snacks in buses, smiling despite the struggle

  • An elderly man carrying buckets, doing daily jobs to survive

  • Children working at small shops, trying to study at night

  • Physically challenged people navigating traffic, heat, and hunger

  • People worse off than me… and yet they were still humble, not angry

I asked myself:

“If they can smile through pain… can I learn to handle mine without breaking others?”

That question changed my direction.


๐Ÿ“– I Became a Student of Life, Not Just Code

Even as I prepared for my IT career, I became deeply curious about:

  • Human emotions

  • Why people suffer silently

  • How society misunderstands silent people

  • Why anger shows up when we’re unheard

I would go on social media, see people venting through statuses — anger, heartbreak, silence — and instead of judging, I felt it. I began asking my teammates if they were okay, helping them if they were low.

Slowly, I was transforming from a boy who fought with fists to a man who listens with heart.


๐Ÿ” My Formula for Peace as a Middle-Class Warrior:

  • Don’t borrow money for peace — start with self-discipline

  • Don’t expect silence from society — build your own calm inside

  • Don’t escape from anger — study it

  • Don’t wait for yoga studios — your home is enough

  • Don’t suppress emotions — learn their language


๐Ÿ’ฌ Final Words to Anyone Like Me:

If you’ve ever been told,

“You’re too angry, you’ll never make it.”

I want to say:

“Maybe you’re not angry. Maybe you’re just tired of pretending everything’s okay.”

Learn to listen to yourself.

You don’t need perfect conditions to begin. You just need the decision.

I made mine.
And that’s how I rewired my life — from rage… to reflection.


๐Ÿ“ Published on ZaiyenDiary — A Voice for the Misunderstood.

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