Humans of MannMukti

Ever since I started ballet when I was 5 year old, dance has always been my go-to to release any tensions I feel. I know…

When I was five years old, I was blessed with a baby brother. His name was Vikas. His life story was riddled with brain surgeries…

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…

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…

I have strained relationships and I am not talking only about romantic ones, but particularly familial relationships. It was weird growing…

My journey in undergrad started like any other “typical” South Asian. I was a pre-med student studying biochemistry stuck in a continuous…

I have always taken responsibility for everything. Growing up in a traditionally conservative Indian society, I was taught that…

Insane. Crazy. Mad. Unhealthy. Abnormal. These words follow me around everyday, everywhere. They’re carved into my skin, sewed into my…

I’ve always had a habit of keeping my thoughts and worries to myself with the intention of ‘not bothering’ my friends and family…

My maternal grandmother was schizophrenic. She helped raised me and my siblings for more than two decades before she passed away in 2002…

Growing up I deliberately subdued my mental, physical and emotional exhaustion at the expense of being a burden to my family and to…

In this bumpy and frenetic ride we call life, dance was usually my safety net. The days where either my stomach…