Our Healers

Four years ago, my cousin got married. The whole family was very happy. But after the wedding, he became a little sad... and without saying anything to anyone, he took his own life. Time went on, everyone was sad, but eventually, they got busy with their own lives. Nothing really changed in anyone else's life... That's why it's so important to talk and share your problems—because your life is the most important thing to you. That's why I never hide any problem from my friends or family. Talking is essential. So come on, let’s talk.

I have been through ups and down in my life, suffered a lot of mental trauma due to some personal reasons, but my family stood with me like a rock through thick and thin and helped me to get out of my situation, I almost lost hope for everything in my life but when I thought of everyone who loves me and never have let me down, I lift up for them and as each struggle passes by I try to become better and better. I just want to tell you that life will never be smooth and we should prepare our mind for the worst , always look for a bright side and as I also came out of it, I want to hear you and will try to make you feel better and promise not to judge in any case

Few years back,I faced a very difficult time when nothing was going right in my life whether it was my career or friendships or relationship.At a point i felt like giving up and had lost all hope about everything but I tried really hard to move forward.Finally things became better and i could see sunshine again. "Sometimes when you're in a dark place, you think you've been buried, but you've actually been planted"

Trapped but Not Broken I’m frustrated with my in-laws — they never supported me and keep harassing me. My husband works out of town, and I’m left to face everything alone. They’ve even tried to spoil my daughter’s life, and it breaks my heart every day. But I’ve learned to stay strong, not for myself, but for her. One day, I’ll give her the peace and love she truly deserves. Because no matter how dark it gets, a mother’s strength always shines through.

Every evening after work, I walked to a small bench by the lake near my home. It wasn’t part of a fancy park—just a quiet spot with a single tree, the sound of water lapping gently against the shore, and birds that always seemed to be just finishing their songs. I never brought my phone. No music. No podcasts. Just me, the lake, and the silence. At first, I didn’t know why I came there. I have been feeling anxious lately—my thoughts were constantly racing. Work had been overwhelming, conversations felt heavy, and sleep never came easily. But something about the stillness of the lake felt honest. It didn’t ask anything of me . It just was. I noticed small things. How the wind moved differently each day. How ducks gathered in the same corner every evening. How my shoulders relaxed without realizing. One evening, after a particularly long day, I sat down and let out a deep sigh. A woman walking by gave me a small, understanding nod—like she knew what she was feeling. That quiet moment between strangers felt more comforting than a dozen conversations. I still felt stress. Life didn’t magically change. But now I had a place—a pause in my day—where my thoughts could breathe. And somehow, that made all the difference.

Choosing Myself Over Neglect I'm frustrated with my life because of my husband. He's not spending time with me and not supporting me. They support only my in-laws. He is not interested in me. I'm moving to my individual life. I tried many times to save our relationship, but he never valued my efforts. Every day I felt more lonely even while being married. His ignorance has broken my trust and my heart. Now I have decided to stand strong and build a new life on my own.

My world changed when I lost my brother to illness. He wasn't just my sibling he was my closest friend.Someone I could always count on. Losing him left me feeling empty and alone, as if a part of me had been taken away.The pain of his absence was overwhelming and i struggled to cope with the silence he left behind.There were moments when I felt like I couldn't move forward.When I just needed someone to hear me not fix me, not give advice ,just listen. Slowly ,I learned to cherish his memories,and with time,I began to heal.not by forgetting him,but by remembering him with love and finding strength in the bond we shared.

There was a time in my life when everything felt heavy. I smiled on the outside, but inside I was breaking. Expectations, failures, and loneliness often pushed me to tears. I remember nights when I felt completely lost, wondering if I would ever find strength again. But slowly, I chose to heal. I realized that my emotions didn’t make me weak — they made me real. Step by step, I learned to express, to let go, and to rebuild myself. Every breakdown I once had became the foundation of my confidence. I stopped doubting myself and started embracing who I am. Today, I don’t hide my scars; I wear them as proof of how far I’ve come. I didn’t just survive my emotional struggles — I rose above them, stronger, calmer, and more confident than ever.

Once I had a bestfriend with whom i was attached and she was too attached with me. We had fun together very much, our friendship was near about 7 years but after that suddenly a boy came in her life , and her behavior started changing and after that she stopped talking with me , I had tried too much to get again attached with her, tried talking to her but she was ignoring me and i was getting depressed with her this type of behave with me. After that our friendship was ended and now we are no longer friend .

After nine years together, my boyfriend and I parted ways, leaving me shattered. The emotional breakdown was intense, and my health began to suffer. Being away from family made it harder to cope. Feelings of loneliness, sadness, and uncertainty consumed me. I struggled to come to terms with the loss of our relationship and the future we had envisioned together. Despite the distance from loved ones, I found ways to manage my emotions and navigate this challenging time. I'm proud of myself for coping and slowly rebuilding my life by never giving up with lots of self-love and healing through every trial. I have learnt to prioritize my well-being, nurture my spirit and celebrate my strength. I met testament to the power of self-love and determination.

From broken to brave After navigating the storm of divorce, I’ve learned the power of self-healing, patience, and fresh starts. I believe every ending opens space for a new chapter, and I want to help others find hope, balance, and strength while they rebuild their lives. There were days when I felt completely lost, unsure if I’d ever smile again. But slowly, through self-love and reflection, I found my peace. Now, my journey isn’t just about surviving—it’s about inspiring others to rise, rebuild, and believe in new beginnings.

There was someone who once meant everything to me. He made me feel seen, loved, and safe. Every day began with his message and ended with his words. I thought what we had was unbreakable — but I was wrong. One day, without warning, he left. No reason. No closure. Just silence. At first, I kept hoping he’d come back, explain, or at least say goodbye. But he never did. And I was left with a storm of emotions I couldn’t handle. I stopped eating properly, stopped talking to people. I felt lost, empty — like a part of me had gone with him. Everyone said time would heal me. But it wasn’t time that saved me — it was strength. Strength I didn’t know I had until I was forced to stand alone. Slowly, I picked myself up. I found comfort in small things again. I chose myself. Now, I still remember him — not with anger, but acceptance. He was a chapter in my story, not the whole book. And though the goodbye broke me once, it also built me into someone stronger — someone who can finally smile, and mean it.

My grandmother had always been my closest confidante. We shared a bond that transcended words, a silent understanding that spoke volumes. Every evening, I would sit by her feet, listening to stories of her childhood, and feeling the warmth of her love. One day, my grandmother fell ill, and my world came crashing down. I spent every waking moment by her side, holding her hand, and whispering words of comfort. As the days passed, her health declined, but my love and devotion remained unwavering. On her last day, I held her close, tears streaming down my face. Her frail hand stroked my hair, and she whispered, "I’ll always be with you."

I faced challenges in my married life My marriage started off wonderfully, like a beautiful dream. However, things took a turn for the worse, and we began arguing over trivial matters. Each day seemed to bring more tension, and eventually, we made the painful decision to get a divorce. Now I'm finding my own way to live happily.

Once, a friend of mine was going through a really tough time and didn’t want to talk to anyone. I just sat with them, listened patiently, and let them share whatever they wanted. Later, they told me that just being there and listening made a huge difference. That experience taught me how powerful listening can be, and why I want to be a listener here on Go Freely.

Broken by love, rebuilt by resilience I loved with all my heart, but life tore it apart. My world once full of laughter turned silent after the breakup. I pushed everyone away, drowning in loneliness, hiding tears behind fake smiles. Nights felt endless, mornings heavier, and even breathing seemed like a burden. I tried to heal, but memories haunted me, shadows of what could’ve been. People thought I was strong, but inside I was breaking, piece by piece. Depression became my closest companion, and I wondered if happiness would ever find me again.

As the eldest among my siblings, I chose to honor my parents' wishes and got married, even though my dream was to pursue a master's degree. I sacrificed my aspiration for higher education, and after marriage, I faced significant financial challenges. Becoming a mother made it even more difficult to step into a professional role. Yet, despite the obstacles, I never lost hope. I kept trying, stayed resilient, and continued to manage myself with strength and determination.

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Iwas not a counselor, not a doctor. I am just a listener. People came to me with their pain, their secrets, their silence… and when they left, their hearts felt lighter. Because sometimes, my quiet presence was the healing they needed.

I rebuilt myself from heartbreak A broken relationship once shook me deeply, but I chose to heal by focusing on self-growth. It made me stronger, resilient, and ready to face any challenge. There were days when the pain felt unbearable, but I reminded myself that every ending brings a new beginning. Instead of holding on to what was lost, I started nurturing what still remained within me. I discovered my strength in silence, my courage in tears, and my wisdom in pain. This journey taught me that healing isn’t about forgetting, it’s about transforming and today, I stand here not as someone broken, but as someone rebuilt—ready to guide others through the same storm.

In January 2022, there came a day in my life when I met a guy on an online app. He was living in the US and working there. He proposed to me, and I said yes. Our relationship lasted for about a year, and during that year, we only communicated through video calls. He showed me all those dreams that every girl wishes to live. Then one day, In January 2023, at we decided to meet. He was supposed to come to India, meet me, and then talk to our families about our future. I waited the whole day for him, and was filled with joy. But when the day to meet arrived, his phone was switched off. I must have called him a hundred times. Then I went to the mall, hoping that he would definitely come, but he never showed up. That night, I realized that he was only talking to me to pass his time because he couldn't make friends there and needed someone to keep him occupied. He was actually coming to India because he had an engagement. That day, I realized that life isn’t easy. I neither ate nor talked to anyone and just remained silent. During that time, I lost 5 kg of weight. Then I thought that moving on would be the better option, but it took me eight months to move on. He had made a complete joke out of my life, lying to me the entire time. Then one day, I saw his picture, and he had already gotten married. Life is beautiful; you just need good people in it. Now, I am happy and want to help others.

Despite Of being academically brilliant student my parents are always disappointed with me all the time, if you get away from home, from actual parents love and the respect which should given by your parents you become desperate for love and people outside take advantage in the first year of collage I came into a relationship with a guy because he gave me so many reasons always compel me that he never leave me , but even that when it come to take stand he step back , even though I believe him , 2 and half years later he just become something else ignoring me giving attention to other girls and one day after 3 years on Diwali party he kiss someone in front of eyes, he thought that I was not aware, but when I confront that he was justify himself and then I broke up with him after hearing "tu biwi Jaisi cheeze krti thi". Further my father always a daughter first love , he never fails to disappoint me. Even though I am very good at academics I am not allowed to do journalism in what I have total career degree, I have done whatever I could make, even then the person is not happy its their toxic trait not mine.

At 15, I went through my first mental breakdown, triggered by illness, academic struggles, and heartbreak when my first love cheated on me. It was a dark time that worsened my health and shook my sense of self. But in that pain, I realized I was born for a reason — I chose to care for myself, eat well, and rediscover a love for life. Since then, though life has thrown challenges my way, I’ve faced them with strength and a deep appreciation for the journey I’m on.

After a painful breakup, I felt devastated, questioning my self-worth, and struggling with guilt, longing, and isolation. Social media and mutual friends made it harder. But I coped by journaling, talking to my best friend, focusing on self-care, and setting boundaries. I learned that love doesn't define my worth, heartbreak is temporary, and self-love and growth are essential. I emerged stronger, wiser, and more resilient, with a deeper understanding of myself and love.

I met a guy online and started dating him but it was a long-distance relationship. While it was all good initially, gradually he started ignoring calls & messages & left me anxious in another city. Amid the pandemic, I was even ready to shift cities for him, but one day he left me & decided to break up over an email. Yes, an email. Although I had relationships before I met him, I thought I would take it to the finish line with this guy. Being the most empowered & independent woman among my friends & family, for the first time in life - I broke, & it was hard. It took me three months & I would say I am healed & in peace. I understood my self-worth & got my self-confidence back. Let's connect.

I healed my shattered heart I never thought the one I trusted the most would break me so deeply. When they left, it felt like my whole world had stopped. Nights were filled with tears, and mornings with emptiness. I believed I would never be able to heal again. But slowly, I learned that even broken hearts can rebuild. The wounds were deep, yet time began to close them. I started to rediscover, understand, and love myself again. Today I am here, with you, so you don’t face this pain alone. Because I know how to hold a heart that feels shattered and I want you to find your smile again, just like I did.

I healed myself before healing others I can be the best healer because my first wound was my own. Before I touched another’s pain, I learned to sit with mine in silence. I stitched the cracks in my soul, and from those scars grew wisdom. The first life I healed was myself, and that is why I can now heal the world.

When I was very young, my father died. My mother and my younger sister were left very alone. No one was with us, yet we did everything alone. In those empty nights, I saw my mother’s quiet strength become our shelter. I learned responsibility before childhood had ended. Pain became my first teacher, and resilience my closest friend. From those days of struggle, I discovered the power of love that survives loss.

From Broken to Unbreakable I was shattered when my marriage broke. As a single mother of two tiny kids, I had no option but to stay strong for them. But deep inside, I knew I had to survive — no matter what. Over time, I realized I didn’t lose… he lost me. The pain that once broke me became my power. I learned to rebuild myself piece by piece, with courage, faith, and love. Today, I stand tall — not as a victim, but as a woman who found herself again. Now I’m here to listen, to help, and to remind you — healing is possible. ❤️

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Hey, I joined this space because I know what it’s like to struggle and not have anyone who really gets it. I’ve been through a lot — living with C-PTSD, BPD, health issues, and losing someone close to me. Those experiences taught me how heavy life can get… but also how much difference one kind listener can make. I’m not here to fix anyone. I’m here to listen — really listen — without judgment, pressure, or fake positivity. Sometimes you just need someone who understands the dark days and still believes things can get lighter. If you ever feel stuck, overwhelmed, or tired of pretending you’re okay — I’m here. We can talk it out, sit with the silence, or just breathe through it together.

My Journey from Breakup to Healing 🌿 There was a time when I was completely broken. A relationship I believed would last forever ended, and so did a part of me. I lost myself in the pain, in the “why,” and in the silence that followed. But slowly, I decided to heal — for myself. I began meditating, writing, and learning to love who I was again. Every tear became a lesson, every scar a reminder of my strength. Today, I’m not the same girl who once cried herself to sleep. I’m a healer — helping others find light after heartbreak, just like I did.

Love broke me, strength rebuilt me My life was ruined because of my love marriage. My husband started drinking excessively after marriage. They used to beat me, torture me and never did anything for me. My in-laws also supported him. After the daughter's birth, all this started happening everyday and after my son's birth, they threw me out. I did not lose hope, started a job, filed for divorce and started a new life with my kids.

Hi I am a Doctor by profession..In my day to day life I feel like there are people who are suffering silently..They are stressed,anxious and they dnt have any body who can hear them patiently and make them feel relax.I m here on this platform so that I can serve people as a healer.i wish to bring a positive change in ur life.So if u are looking for a friend and a mentor who can guide you properly then let's connect.❤

Heartbreak and Healing I suffered from heartbreak and betrayal deeply. My heart was shattered when I experienced both heartbreak and betrayal. It was a painful time in my life, and I felt lost and alone. There were days when even breathing felt heavy, and nights when silence screamed louder than words. But slowly, I began to pick up the broken pieces of my heart. Through self-love and healing, I learned to find strength in my pain. Now, I no longer seek closure from others — I create peace within myself. 💫

There was a time in my life when everything felt like it was falling apart. I was struggling with my studies and started doubting if I was good enough. Around the same time, I went through a painful breakup that left me feeling heartbroken and lost. Some close friendships also started to fade, and I felt very lonely. I cried a lot and often wondered if things would ever get better. But slowly, I started taking small steps to help myself. I focused on one thing at a time and gave myself the space to heal. I realized that it’s okay to lose people and make mistakes, it doesn’t mean I am a failure. With time, I became stronger, more confident, and kinder to myself. Looking back now, I feel proud of the way I fought through those hard days and grew into a better version of myself.

A Love That Slipped Away Our relationship was beautiful—full of laughter, love, and warmth. But slowly, the distance grew, and our conversations faded. I kept trying, but he had already changed. Then one day, he simply said, "We can't be together anymore." Even after he left, his memories lingered in every corner of my heart. I still replay our moments, wondering where it all went wrong. Sometimes, love doesn’t end with a fight — it just fades in silence, leaving behind an ache that words can’t heal.

A Love That Slipped Away Our relationship was beautiful—full of laughter, love, and warmth. But slowly, the distance grew, and our conversations faded. I kept trying, but he had already changed. Then one day, he simply said, We can't be together anymore. It felt like the world around me had collapsed. The memories that once brought me joy now became painful reminders. I kept questioning myself—was I not enough, or did love simply lose its way? Letting go was the hardest part, but sometimes, broken hearts teach us the strongest lessons.

I believe I would be a good listener because I genuinely care about people and their feelings. Whenever someone talks to me, I try to listen patiently without judging them. I understand that sometimes, people don’t need advice — they just need someone who truly listens and understands. In my personal and professional life, I have always been that person whom others come to when they need emotional support. I believe a good listener creates a safe space where people can open up freely. I also know how important it is to maintain confidentiality and respect the other person’s emotions. That’s why I would love to be a part of this platform — to listen, to understand, and to support people with empathy and care.

I grew up in a dysfunctional family where girls were never respected, and my achievements were ignored while my brother was favored. I was constantly made to feel unwanted and incapable. As a child, I endured molestation from a neighbor at age 4 and again by a relative at age 12, but felt too unsafe at home to share it. Later, in my late 20s, one of my father’s friends harassed me and tried to manipulate me into marriage with his son. Despite a terrifying incident where he chased me on the road, my parents did nothing when I told them. I had to face all of this alone, and though it was painful, I’ve worked hard on healing myself.

Life tested me early. In tenth grade, I lost my younger sister and became a pillar of strength for my grieving family, caring for my youngest sibling who was just three. Years later, I supported my mother through her battle with breast cancer, holding us together through uncertainty and pain. These experiences shaped who I am — teaching me resilience, deep empathy, and the healing power of simply being present for someone. Today, with over 13 years of experience as a Career, Development, and Life Coach, I combine professional expertise with personal insight to create a safe, non-judgmental space for others. My mission is to help you reconnect with your inner strength, rebuild your confidence, and move forward with clarity and courage. If you're feeling stuck, overwhelmed, or just need someone who truly listens — I’m here to support you every step of the way.

I turned my breakdown into strength There was a time when my world felt like it was collapsing. I carried everyone’s expectations, but inside I was breaking. People saw my smile, but they never saw the tears I cried in silence. That pain grew into an emotional breakdown—I felt completely lost. Slowly, I learned to sit with my pain instead of running from it. Writing, long walks, and even allowing myself to cry became my healing. Step by step, I stitched my broken pieces back together. Those cracks became the places where light entered my life. The pain taught me empathy, patience, and deep compassion. I overcame my darkness, and that survival became my strength. Today I am here as a healer—not perfect, but real. Through my own life experience, I can support you in finding your light.

Losing my father broke something deep, and though I kept smiling, I was never the same. I’ve longed to express, but fear and silence held me back.There was someone who made me feel noticed again, yet my courage failed, leaving only unspoken words. But it gives me hope and slowly, I’ve begun to rise from my suffering and now I choose to help others like me, those who carry silent grief in their hearts and suffering alone

The Pain of Letting Go Our relationship was beautiful—full of laughter, love, and warmth. But slowly, the distance grew, and our conversations faded. I kept trying, but he had already changed. Then one day, he simply said, "We can't be together anymore." My heart shattered, yet I smiled through the pain. Nights felt longer, and silence became louder. I learned that sometimes love isn’t enough—and letting go is the only way to find yourself again.

I supported my friend in overcoming a painful breakup I helped my friend overcome depression after his breakup. He was in a relationship with a girl, but she left him for no reason. This made him feel very sad because he loved her a lot. When I found out about this, I couldn't believe it because my friend was usually a fun-loving person. I helped him see what he was missing in life. I reminded him that wille girls may come and go, he should always keep his smile. Let's connect if you relate to my experience.

I found strength in the storm When I was 18, heavy rain destroyed my house. In just a few moments, the place we called home collapsed, leaving us without shelter that night. Standing in the rain with my family, I felt helpless—it was the worst moment of my life. But that night also taught me resilience. Even though we lost everything, we still had each other, and that gave us the strength to start again.