I was living a cross-cultural life recently. I wanted to post about splinterlands, my food blogs, and much much more. Why I didn't post anything? I was too focused to write less to increase my quality but the perfection dragged me soo hard that I found myself lost in words. Sometimes all we need is something to write. Recently I talked about why suicide is wrong but then I met alot of hivers on discord having different thoughts affecting my own thought. I was so involved in cross-culture that even though I was born as Muslim person(it's very complicated) started questioning things about my scholars (zakir naik, mufti mehk, tariq jameel) like when they said negative things about Hinduism. Who gave them right to judge stories of Hindus(my brain started thinking this when I met people from #IndiaUnited they don't say anything to me but just being nice made me question my own self)? It's ok for Muslims to be sensitive about their religion but why say things to others then? I don't read anything like it in Quran. The cross-culture affected me so much that I started thinking the story of Devil is underrated, he was the first freedom fighter(my brain still can't process this information) in history. I thought that in war zones life is hard. I met people from war zones living happy lives. It's like nothing happened to them. I realized my problems are nothing compared to others. In this break from posting my brain developed so much using ecency that I can't have my own opinions now(at least at this state of mind). Everything is right and everything is wrong to me. I thought love in old age is hard but to my surprise even love between young and old is possible. Hive showed me so much information that I felt myself out of words. I am a creative writer and I can research things but I want my audience to guide me on what to write. I have so much material to write that I can't choose. Sometimes I write drafts for posts for weeks and then I think my audience might not like it. Like some content creators, I am being very attached to my audience/readers. Please show me the hope/light, I am lost and need your help.