If you are having suicidal thoughts or feelings, contact 911 or the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline at 1-800-273-8255, or a qualified physician / mental health professional immediately.
...The moment I had been waiting for months and months had finally arrived. The year was 2002 and I was finally about to see...
...I’m sure most of us would assume they either work as an engineer, a doctor, a scientist, or an upper position in a company. I’m not...
I always feared that I would be called weak if I expressed any vulnerability. So instead, I put on a “strong” face at all times...
I wish I had a different dad. I wish I was blessed with a dad who would take time out of his day to ask me “How are you?” instead...
“How are you doing?” people usually ask, whether or not they know I’ve lost family recently. I don’t answer these days. My external...
...are difficult for me to describe or relive, and without a doubt I've repressed a great deal from that time in my life. But in sharing...
...asking for help. Whether I was struggling to solve a math problem at school or trying to reach the highest shelf in the kitchen...
...So is depression. And suicide. Especially in the Indian American community, there is a tendency to pretend that these things are not...
...in his monotonous voice. I was visiting him for weeks of severe back pain and insomnia. This was the first time that I...
...under the veil of a warm smile and a cool, calm demeanor. Hope this doesn’t take too many of my friends by complete surprise.
I’ve always believed in love. And now I’ve had it returned to me in kind but there was a long period of time in my life...
...when it all started; before I knew it, I was in over my head. Slice of bread for breakfast. Apple for lunch. No dinner.
In alignment with our mission to encourage others to #SpeakUp about mental health, we’ve created this blog – a passion project highlighting those who wish to share their stories with the world.
Open to anyone and posted biweekly, the series features personal anecdotes from members of the South Asian community who have struggled with mental illness – and the stigma that comes along with it.
I always feared that I would be called weak if I expressed any vulnerability. So instead, I put on a “strong” face at all times...
I thought that middle school was going to be the biggest and most positive change in my life. Being bullied for how...
...just a number, something in the back of their mind, or maybe even something that nags at them every day. For others, like me...
From 2003 to 2015, 76 teens died by suicide in my hometown of San Jose, California. During the same time, Palo Alto’s youth suicide rate...
10 years old. When a girl is 10 years old she should be worrying about what color dress to wear, or how to do her hair...
I have had an incredibly long and difficult journey with mental health and neurological issues over the past 42 years. On top of it...
...asking for help. Whether I was struggling to solve a math problem at school or trying to reach the highest shelf in the kitchen...
November 2018 marked the 15 year anniversary of my suicide attempt. I can’t believe it has been that long but at the same time, it feels...
“One hundred pounds” the doctor read off the scale. I looked over to see my mother smiling in approval. The doctor, however...
...and about to graduate from a prestigious college. I’ve been fortunate enough to have good mental health and strive to spread....
I’ve always believed in love. And now I’ve had it returned to me in kind but there was a long period of time in my life...
Anorexia. Listen Baba, listen to the word.It’s an ugly word, you say, your eyes shut, head turned away. I don’t like that word. Divorce.
...from the Perry Castañada Library at the University of Texas at Austin around 3:45 AM with a couple of friends after a night of studying.
I wish I had a different dad. I wish I was blessed with a dad who would take time out of his day to ask me “How are you?” instead...
Throughout my career, I worked with patients who have experienced anxiety, but I never know that I would become my own patient...
I could talk about my experiences with mental health and how I was like a fish out of water in every aspect of my life...
MannMukti pledges to serve all South Asians, recognizing the power hierarchies in our communities, created and maintained by different identities of caste, language, geography, gender, sexuality, and religion that shape individuals’ obstacles while seeking mental liberation.
