The First Time I Picked Up Frankl’s Book I still remember the moment I first opened Viktor Frankl’s Man’s Search for Meaning. I was curled up in the corner of a library, one of those quiet afternoons when you’re just looking for something to inspire you. Honestly, I thought it was going to be just […]
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The Morning That Began in Shadows The first thing I noticed when I woke up was the heaviness in my chest. The night had been restless – coughs breaking my sleep, leaving me foggy and worn out. Most people would have chosen to rest a little longer, to delay the alarm, to give in. But […]