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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. Or how I smiled and laughed constantly, but how that smile and laugh were a mask.
In fact, I had a whole spiel written up and ready. But then I decided that I wanted to tell y’all what I learned instead.
Here are some of those lessons:
I had the love and support of my friends and family. I also learned that there were others just like me out there.
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, 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.
To submit your story, click here.
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