
I was five years old when my innocence was snatched away from me. A grown man clasped the little me, stroked me...
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Whenever I go through depression or anxiety attacks, its only temporary. I know there are so many people who love me and care about me. It helps me push through and help me get through.
Whenever someone needs me as well, me being there for them gives me a sense of purpose. I remember going through all this alone and I hated it. I hated going through it alone. So if someone asks me for help,
I will help in a heartbeat. The cycle has to end somewhere, I know that cycle can end through me. That’s why I am so friendly and open to other people. Everyone comes to me now for advice.
Not sure if I am the best person to give advice always haha but idk seems to work for everyone and I enjoy helping people that way.
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.
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