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One by one, the bangles come off, the sparkle from the nose stud disappears and the body which once was draped in rich...
...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.
...but vulnerability is indeed a virtue when it comes to issues of the heart. I could curse everything in the world for my affliction...
Sometimes it’ll be so silent that the volume of my thoughts magnifies or it’ll be so loud that I can’t even think straight...
One of the things my mother has always emphasized is the importance of privacy, of keeping things within the family...
A sharp, stinging sensation disseminates as I run a blade across my forearm. Drops of blood infuse with tears and burn within the wounds...
My life has been one long-drawn nightmare. All the memories keep replaying as they’ve just happened yesterday. No matter...
I managed to wake up every morning get dressed, grab breakfast, and dash out the door but it was a front. A facade. A routine...
I have had an incredibly long and difficult journey with mental health and neurological issues over the past 42 years. On top of 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...
...The moment I had been waiting for months and months had finally arrived. The year was 2002 and I was finally about to see...
“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...
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.
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’ve always had a habit of keeping my thoughts and worries to myself with the intention of ‘not bothering’ my friends and family...
Since I was 7, attending medical school had been my dream - to finally say that yes, I’m going to be a doctor. Like anyone else pursuing...
Insane. Crazy. Mad. Unhealthy. Abnormal. These words follow me around everyday, everywhere. They're carved into my skin, sewed into my...
...just a number, something in the back of their mind, or maybe even something that nags at them every day. For others, like me...
...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 was five years old when my innocence was snatched away from me. A grown man clasped the little me, stroked me...
A sharp, stinging sensation disseminates as I run a blade across my forearm. Drops of blood infuse with tears and burn within the wounds...
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 have had an incredibly long and difficult journey with mental health and neurological issues over the past 42 years. On top of it...
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...
...I was in a major I did not like, but I felt weak in admitting I was not good at science. My GPA was falling and by my second semester...
I was so young when it started that I can’t even recall how old I was when it happened the first time, but I know it had been happening...
...and what I felt wasn't considered a "real problem." Middle school was a testing time for my personal life. My family was dealing...
...when it all started; before I knew it, I was in over my head. Slice of bread for breakfast. Apple for lunch. No dinner.
People often think therapy is an immediate, easy solution. You lie on a couch and dictate your feelings to a doctor writing...
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.
