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How To Deal With People Who Dismiss Your Talent

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You know you are gifted. Your soul elevates to a pure haven when you use your talent, be it music, dance, art, cooking, writing, sports, or whatever talent you possess. For those few moments you know who you are, you have no doubts about your identity, or where you belong. You just know that there is nothing in the world that can make you feel more in harmony and in peace. You are gifted, but people that surround you don’t encourage you, even if they do admit that you are talented, but they see it as nothing more than a hobby, something to do when you have nothing better to do; they just don’t get it.

Surviving A Terrible Relationship

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By: Nevine A. Abaza Published in Identity Magazine . February 2014 Relationships come in all shapes and sizes. No matter what the relationship is like there will be moments of bliss, pure happiness, and strong love, as well as moments of disenchantment, lack of passion, and disagreement; that doesn’t make the relationship bad, it makes it normal. A bad relationship is more intense, it takes the worst of all relationships, the struggle, frustration, disagreement, and makes all the very depressing and hurtful parts of relationships extended and more extreme, keeping the pain ongoing, continuously pulling you in and down, sucking the life out of you. In a bad relationship you can find yourself running out of work during working hours because you just had a fight so intense with your partner that you start breaking down at the office, and suddenly find yourself driving on the highway with a panic attack that almost kills you because you almost got sandwiched between two hug...

How To Deal With The Loss Of A Parent

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Written by: Nevine A. Abaza No matter how close or far you were, how good or bad your relationship was, how old or young you are, losing a parent is never easy. Every last conversation you had keeps playing in your head, you have no clue how you will survive another second without them, how will life go on, and how will you ever be able to breath again. It hurts, like being continuously stabbed by a million knives at the very same time, trying to escape the pain but you simply can’t.