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...“Oh, this is just me being a teenager.” Little did I know it was something serious… I was too young to feel this sadness, right? I mean...
One of the things my mother has always emphasized is the importance of privacy, of keeping things within the family...
My struggle with mental health began at an early age. It wasn’t until I started learning more about mental illnesses and mental well...
...my single biggest role model in life. From his life-long dedication to spreading education throughout central Gujarat to his will to...
It’s a dangerous game I play – pushing, no punishing, myself to my mental limit. There is a kind of pain, that is perilous, and yet sweet...
So many eyes you would think we’re famous. But in reality, we’re just kinda nameless. The infamy that an Indian carries with...
...when it all started; before I knew it, I was in over my head. Slice of bread for breakfast. Apple for lunch. No dinner.
Ninety-eight pounds. That's what stared back at me. Ninety-eight pounds of skin and bones is what I had turned into...
There is a lot I have dreamt of doing, but my choices for short-term gratification have somewhat impeded me from reaching those goals.
A sharp, stinging sensation disseminates as I run a blade across my forearm. Drops of blood infuse with tears and burn within the wounds...
...from the Perry Castañada Library at the University of Texas at Austin around 3:45 AM with a couple of friends after a night of studying.
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...
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.
So many eyes you would think we’re famous. But in reality, we’re just kinda nameless. The infamy that an Indian carries with...
My little brother had just gone through the diary my best friend in boarding school made for me. The cover was...
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...
I have had an incredibly long and difficult journey with mental health and neurological issues over the past 42 years. On top of it...
It was like parts of my soul were hurt that I didn't even know existed at that point in my life. Physically, mentally... It was all a blur...
There is a lot I have dreamt of doing, but my choices for short-term gratification have somewhat impeded me from reaching those goals.
The suicidal thoughts. The incessant worrying. The ceaseless panic. It’s been like this for over 6 years. For the first 4 years...
...my identity as an Indo-American. How could I not be? I enjoy the freedom and liberty awarded to inhabitants of the USA...
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...
Anorexia. Listen Baba, listen to the word.It’s an ugly word, you say, your eyes shut, head turned away. I don’t like that word. Divorce.
...and about to graduate from a prestigious college. I’ve been fortunate enough to have good mental health and strive to spread....
Competition may be perhaps one of the biggest driving forces in South Asia’s education system, but that’s certainly not the case in...
Although I feel fortunate to have not had any serious mental issues, my mind has certain tendencies that I have found very difficult to address.
One of the things my mother has always emphasized is the importance of privacy, of keeping things within the family...
I was in a constant state of anger and panic, even when I was laughing with friends. There was always this seemingly irrational fear...
...a “my way or the highway”, ultra-conservative, and devoutly Muslim sort of man. My mom has been depressed and self-loathing...
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.
