The Narratives – Mohamed Miah

If I had to choose one word to describe myself, it would be “resilient.”

Life has tested me in more ways than I can count—through hardship, disappointment, loss, and even moments where I questioned my own strength. I’ve seen relationships change, trust break, and responsibilities pile up faster than I could breathe. I’ve had days where exhaustion sat on my shoulders like a weight too heavy to carry, where I felt unseen, unheard, and stretched beyond my limits. And yet, I’ve never stopped moving forward.

Resilience isn’t about being unbreakable, it’s about knowing that even when you crack, you can piece yourself back together, stronger and wiser than before. It’s about understanding that life isn’t fair, but that doesn’t mean you surrender to bitterness or regret. It’s about facing what’s in front of you, no matter how difficult, and choosing to rise instead of crumble.

I’ve been let down by people I thought would always be there. I’ve sacrificed for others, only to be forgotten when it mattered. I’ve given time, energy, and even parts of myself, sometimes without getting anything back. But I don’t regret it. Because resilience isn’t just about survival—it’s about integrity. It’s about knowing that even when the world turns cold, you don’t have to.

What keeps me grounded is faith. Knowing that no matter how heavy the burden, Allah sees, understands, and has a plan. That no struggle is wasted, and that patience carries more weight than anger ever could.

I’ve been knocked down, but never out. I’ve walked away from things that drained me, let go of people who took more than they gave, and faced challenges that could’ve shattered me. But I’m still here. Still writing. Still thinking. Still standing.

Resilient. That’s me.