
My maternal grandmother was schizophrenic. She helped raised me and my siblings for more than two decades before she passed away in 2002...
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3 years ago due to some family issue, I went into a dark space. It was very rough for me, but I endured it all thinking that one day these thoughts will go away. Through this whole process, I became closer to Sai Baba.
I just prayed to him every single day, and now I visit the temple every Thursday and sing the Aarti. I smiled and laughed my way through it. I am still in a bit of a dark space, but now it’s mainly due to stress and college stuff, but I am in a much better place than I was before. I make sure that my smile and laugh never leave my face 🙂 My biggest support is my family and friends. I cannot express how much love and positivity they always shower on me. I just can’t put it in words. I became even closer to my family through this whole process.
To all of you out there, this dark phase will pass. Just be patient, spend time with people you love, laugh, smile, and talk to someone because taking help is not a bad thing.
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