u/Particular_Fuel_3371

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Hi all, Looking for a social media manager for growing a travel page organically. Must know basic video editing.
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u/Particular_Fuel_3371 — 6 days ago

Struggling

Hi All,

Please hear me out because I cannot really share this with anyone else.

I started my MJ journey on April 6th (89 kgs) , I had successfully lost 3 kgs by May 4th (86kgs). I had to visit my doctor on 6th May but getting an appointment has been very hard with him. Meanwhile, my mother got admitted to the hospital for a heart surgery & my diet, sleep, gym routine - everything has gone for a toss! I was also in stress seeing my mom in pain.

I have missed 1 shot already. I'm literally sleep deprived, surviving on coffee.

Can I restart again? I feel so horrible but nothing was under my control since 7th May - till date. My mom is getting discharged tomorrow & I can restart everything by Monday.

Should I go to the doctor again or start with 2.5 MJ? Or can I start with semaglutide?

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u/Particular_Fuel_3371 — 7 days ago

I went to Gili Trawangan in December, and almost everyone said the same thing - “you’ll get bored after 2 days.”

I stayed for 7 days anyway.

Not to prove anything. Just because I’ve stopped rushing places that feel like they’re asking you to slow down.

The first day, Gili almost feels… underwhelming. Too quiet. Too still. Like you’re missing something.

And then, slowly, you stop needing to be entertained.

My days found their own rhythm.

Wake up, get on a cycle, and just go. No traffic, no noise, just sandy paths and that loop around the island that somehow never gets old. You stop checking maps. You stop caring where you’re headed.

Breakfasts were mostly at Kayu Café - smoothie bowls, good coffee, people lingering longer than necessary. Not rushed tourists, but people who’ve decided to stay a bit. You can always tell the difference.

The rest of the meals? Small local warungs. No aesthetic, no effort to impress. Just simple food that somehow tastes better when your day has been nothing but sun, saltwater, and doing very little.

Somewhere in between, I finally did a basic scuba course at Manta Dive Gili Trawangan. I’d been putting it off for a while, and this felt like the right place. Underwater, everything goes quiet - not just around you, but in your head too.

Snorkelled with turtles as well. And it’s not some dramatic, cinematic moment. It’s softer than that. They just move past you, completely unbothered, and you’re the one left feeling something shift.

I took day trips to Gili Air and Gili Meno too - both slower, quieter in their own way. Different energy, less buzz. It made me appreciate Gili T more, weirdly. Like coming back to something familiar after seeing the calmer versions of it.

One of the most unexpected days was going out fishing with locals (funny how I met them - stopped randomly at a spot to have Nasi goreng & there was this bunch sitting right there who invited me for a beer). No big setup, no “experience package” - just being there, figuring it out as you go. It wasn’t about catching anything impressive. It was about being part of something simple, something real, even if just for a few hours.

And then there were the in-between moments.

Cycling back after sunset when the sky’s still holding onto light.
Stopping for no reason.
Taking longer routes because there’s nowhere else you need to be.

I watched both sunrise and sunset almost every day. Not intentionally - it just became part of how the days unfolded. Sunrise felt quiet, almost personal. Sunset felt like the whole island collectively paused.

And like always, the real part of the trip wasn’t the places. It was the people.

Gili has this way of attracting people who aren’t in a rush. I met travellers from all over - people who planned to stay 2 days and didn’t leave, people in between chapters, people building, healing, escaping, or just… breathing.

Conversations felt slower. More honest. No one was trying too hard.

You just sit somewhere, start talking, and suddenly hours have passed.

That’s when it made sense.

Gili isn’t a place you “cover.”
It’s a place you settle into.

If you rush it, you’ll think there’s nothing there. If you stay, it quietly becomes something else.

Those 7 days didn’t feel long. They felt right.

Because somewhere between cycling aimlessly, eating at small warungs, diving into silence, catching fish with strangers, and watching the sky change twice a day…you stop trying to fill time.

And you finally understand what it feels like, to just let a place hold you for a while.

Edit 1: A lot of people from this sub have reached out to me to plan an international trip. I would plan somewhere around September. It would be South East Asia. Would plan only if there's equal male to female ratio. Maximum people - 6. I'll post soon about it 😄

Edit 2: People texting me - hi, ssup, please plan my trip - I will freaking block you. Atleast have a basic sense to introduce yourself.

u/Particular_Fuel_3371 — 20 days ago

I just got back from my 4th solo trip to Bangkok, and I think I’ve stopped visiting it… and started slipping into it. Mornings usually began the same way - 7-Eleven toastie, iced coffee, slightly sweaty by 9am, standing around like I had nowhere urgent to be. And for once, I actually didn’t.

One morning I went to Kay’s for breakfast - the kind of place where you know it’s not built for tourists because no one’s trying to sell you anything. Just urban Thais, quiet conversations, and that french toast… unreal. The kind you think about later in the day for no reason.

I did Original Pad Kra Pao 1993 once - and yeah, it was bang on. But the rest of the trip was less about “best places” and more about random, slightly hidden spots you don’t even bookmark. The ones you find because you took a wrong turn or just didn’t feel like going back yet.

Evenings were scattered - The Speakeasy in Sukhumvit, Aether BKK, SIN rooftop. Not chasing views, just chasing that feeling of sitting somewhere high, slightly tipsy, watching Bangkok sunsets! And then the nights stretched.

There’s something about hopping onto a Grab or Bolt bike at midnight in Bangkok - just you, the driver, and the city still wide awake. No overthinking, no constant checking behind you. Just wind in your face and this quiet realization: I feel safe. As a woman, that’s not a small thing. It changes how you experience a place completely.

And then there were the people, the part you can’t plan even if you try.

I somehow fell into a group of Aussie backpackers one night. No idea how it started. Just one of those moments where you sit down “for a bit” and suddenly it’s been hours. Easy laughter, no filters, no one trying to be impressive.

Another night, a guy from New York - building something in Thailand, chasing a version of life that doesn’t look stable on paper but makes sense to him. We sat over Asahi beers talking about risk, work, leaving things behind, and how places like Bali & especially Thailand somehow stay with you long after you’ve left.

Also met three girls from China - conversations half-understood, but the energy made sense anyway. Travel does that. It removes the need to fully explain yourself.

And that’s what this trip really was. It just gave me space to exist, to move at my own pace, to trust the city, to trust myself a little more. And I think that’s why I keep going back.

Because somewhere between a 7-Eleven toastie, a midnight bike ride, and a conversation with a stranger.. you feel a version of yourself that’s a little lighter, a little freer.

And that stays!

Khop Khun Kha, Thailand :)

Edit: People texting me “ssup”, “yo girl” - I won’t reply to you. Please atleast introduce yourself!

u/Particular_Fuel_3371 — 25 days ago