<?xml version="1.0" encoding="utf-8" standalone="yes"?><rss version="2.0" xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom"><channel><title>Contradictions on Ahmed Alghali Blog</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/tags/contradictions/</link><description>Recent content in Contradictions on Ahmed Alghali Blog</description><generator>Hugo</generator><language>en-us</language><managingEditor>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</managingEditor><webMaster>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</webMaster><lastBuildDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0300</lastBuildDate><atom:link href="https://a7med7x7.github.io/tags/contradictions/index.xml" rel="self" type="application/rss+xml"/><item><title>Eelationships As You Go Older</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/relationships-as-you-get-older/</link><pubDate>Sat, 07 Mar 2026 00:00:00 +0300</pubDate><author>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</author><guid>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/relationships-as-you-get-older/</guid><description>&lt;p>I have had this realization, knowing I almost ruined all my relationships. my childhood, teenage years and early twenties are all lessons of detachment and isolation, and I kind of never been hungry for relationships although I wasn&amp;rsquo;t so fully into them either, and that paradox was what confused me. that all this independence should lead to some desire of feeling what it&amp;rsquo;s like to feel the dependence you would feel in all sorts of relationships, all this alone time means I might need at least one loyal friend who I would need to talk to about everything. and it really isn&amp;rsquo;t that strange, but this was another form of walking contradiction. it confused me, but not that much. attributing factors worked as explanations, I might be fulfilled with the close circle I have, and indeed I have a very small circle where I&amp;rsquo;m fulfilled with life, satisfied mentally, intellectually and emotionally. my very few friends and family are all I need so I don&amp;rsquo;t look outside. but then also I shouldn&amp;rsquo;t cheapen bonding myself with others this much, and I wasn&amp;rsquo;t, I was genuinely fine in forming healthy relationships with others, but it was so messy. not the kind of messy that comes from a dynamic relationship, but in the 
&lt;a href="https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/elaborate_on_adding_new_friends_system/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">mechanism I had of making new ones&lt;/a>
 and then when I realized all the things that were holding me back from maintaining and establishing new relationships in my life, it was because of being emotionally detached.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Walking Contradictions: I Hate Managing. I Keep Leading.</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-i-hate-managing-i-keep-leading/</link><pubDate>Sun, 22 Feb 2026 13:00:00 +0300</pubDate><author>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</author><guid>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-i-hate-managing-i-keep-leading/</guid><description>&lt;p>People have a habit of reading me as someone who is chasing something I&amp;rsquo;m not. they see the startups I&amp;rsquo;ve been part of, the teams I&amp;rsquo;ve found myself inside, the communities I&amp;rsquo;ve helped shape, and they conclude: entrepreneur. business minded. someone with their eye on the market.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>That reading has always been a little off. I was never the one who applied. I was nominated, referenced, recommended. I got pulled in. and the reason that distinction matters is because it points to the actual motive, which was never money, and never the feeling of being supreme over others. I don&amp;rsquo;t love controlling people. I genuinely don&amp;rsquo;t. not out of shyness, not out of some performed humility, but because responsibility is something I fear, and because I have always preferred being a contributor over being a manager. a contributor does the work. a manager mostly speaks about how the work is progressing. I despised that image of leadership since I was young.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Walking Contradictions - I Dont Love Leadership</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-i-dont-love-leadership/</link><pubDate>Fri, 20 Feb 2026 23:34:31 +0300</pubDate><author>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</author><guid>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-i-dont-love-leadership/</guid><description>&lt;p>There has been a contradiction in my life for years, and I have only recently started articulating it clearly. I have 
&lt;a href="https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/forming-communities" target="_blank" rel="noopener">led communities before&lt;/a>
. I have been part of founding teams. I have worked inside startups. I repeatedly find myself in environments where leadership, impact are either finds me or is quietly handed to me. yet despite this pattern, I do not think of myself as someone who loves leadership. In fact, if I am honest, I have often avoided it.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Walking Contradictions - Good With People, Afraid of People</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-good-with-people-afraid-of-people/</link><pubDate>Wed, 18 Feb 2026 15:12:58 +0300</pubDate><author>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</author><guid>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-good-with-people-afraid-of-people/</guid><description>&lt;p>Recently, a friend (North) told me something that summarized almost every failed attempt I had at explaining myself in relationships. he said although I wonder around and communicate, I am not dependent on being loved, and I am not dependent on being liked by everyone. and indeed I do not move through life chasing validation or needing reassurance that I matter.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Learning What Humans Found Easy</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/learning-what-humans-found-easy/</link><pubDate>Wed, 11 Feb 2026 00:00:00 +0300</pubDate><author>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</author><guid>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/learning-what-humans-found-easy/</guid><description>&lt;p>I don&amp;rsquo;t usually overthink how people read my titles. 
&lt;a href="https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/learning-to-be-bothered/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">learning to be bothered&lt;/a>
, 
&lt;a href="https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/learning_to_feel_again/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">learning to feel again&lt;/a>
, those who are around me would probably get it. but I&amp;rsquo;m not writing for strangers anyway. I write to make things clearer to myself. and what I keep coming back to is this pattern in the things I choose to write about: the basic human functionalities, the ones everyone else seemed to pick up without thinking. politeness, warmth, asking for help, letting people in. I had to learn all of those. I was raised well, yes, but I had to do a lot of it alone. sometimes with the help of someone older who took the time. mostly by myself.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Hard to Impress</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/hard-to-impress/</link><pubDate>Fri, 30 Jan 2026 00:00:00 +0300</pubDate><author>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</author><guid>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/hard-to-impress/</guid><description>&lt;p>This writing might seem a bit negative or apathetic, and to be honest, I don&amp;rsquo;t like to show this part of me. People look at my bright eyes and don&amp;rsquo;t notice sometimes that it is just a performance. And it kills me when they don&amp;rsquo;t notice, because if I were actually impressed, I would have stayed, or given an honest opinion.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Startup Culture and Motives</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/startups-culture-and-motives/</link><pubDate>Sun, 18 Jan 2026 14:00:00 +0300</pubDate><author>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</author><guid>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/startups-culture-and-motives/</guid><description>&lt;p>I&amp;rsquo;ve been part of multiple startups, almost always as a founding team member, rarely as a founder. I don&amp;rsquo;t think I&amp;rsquo;m proud of it, and I even if I&amp;rsquo;m slightly proud. the pride sits next to some hard lessons about startup culture: why those environments are genuinely useful when you&amp;rsquo;re early in figuring yourself out, and why at some point you have to stop defaulting to yes.&lt;/p>
&lt;p>This note continues from 
&lt;a href="https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradictions-i-dont-love-leadership/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">Walking Contradictions: I Don&amp;rsquo;t Love Leadership&lt;/a>
, and from 
&lt;a href="https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts//" target="_blank" rel="noopener">the weight of being trusted&lt;/a>
, where I got into why people kept pulling me into these things when I was never the one seeking them out. this piece is less about the leadership and more about what I saw once I was inside.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Walking Contradictions – I Could Read You But Not Feel You</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-i-could-read-you-but-never-feel-you/</link><pubDate>Tue, 16 Dec 2025 00:20:00 +0300</pubDate><author>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</author><guid>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-i-could-read-you-but-never-feel-you/</guid><description>&lt;blockquote>
&lt;p>No matter how open, peaceful or loving you are, others can only connect with you at the depth they have reached within themselves.&lt;/p>&lt;/blockquote>
&lt;p>This realization came to me at twenty one, and it was not gentle. it hurt to admit. I come from a spectrum of people who were never fully 
&lt;a href="https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/21/#:~:text=Struggle%20to%20see%20things%20from%20their%20perspective" target="_blank" rel="noopener">able to see others clearly&lt;/a>
, but I was not one of them. I was always good at analyzing people. I understood patterns, motives, insecurities. I even played the therapist role many times in my life, something I wrote about briefly 
&lt;a href="https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/before-you-heal-someone/" target="_blank" rel="noopener">here&lt;/a>
. understanding people was not magic. it is a basic human feature if you pay enough attention. the contradiction that confused me for years was this: I could understand almost everyone, yet I struggled to truly connect with them.&lt;/p></description></item><item><title>Walking Contradictions: Head in the Clouds. Hands in The Ground</title><link>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-head-in-the-cloud-hands-in-the-ground/</link><pubDate>Sat, 08 Jun 2024 00:00:00 +0300</pubDate><author>ahmed@offsechq.com (A.Alghali)</author><guid>https://a7med7x7.github.io/posts/walking-contradicitions-head-in-the-cloud-hands-in-the-ground/</guid><description>&lt;blockquote>
&lt;p>The art must have a purpose other than itself, or it collapses into infinite recursion.&lt;/p>&lt;/blockquote>
&lt;p>I&amp;rsquo;ve spent a lot of time confused about my own wiring. not in a debilitating way, more like an ongoing low grade puzzle that I kept returning to. the confusion had a specific shape: I knew I was deeply analytical, the kind of person who could sit with an idea for hours without needing it to go anywhere, who would trace a concept back to its roots just for the satisfaction of understanding it fully. but I also noticed I was restless whenever nothing was being made. not bored exactly. more like something in me would protest, ask what all this thinking was actually for.&lt;/p></description></item></channel></rss>