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My little brother had just gone through the diary my best friend in boarding school made for me. The cover was...
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...
...but vulnerability is indeed a virtue when it comes to issues of the heart. I could curse everything in the world for my affliction...
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...
One by one, the bangles come off, the sparkle from the nose stud disappears and the body which once was draped in rich...
“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...
...and about to graduate from a prestigious college. I’ve been fortunate enough to have good mental health and strive to spread....
Seven years ago, if someone had asked me how my life was going, at the time I would’ve said pretty well. It wasn’t until later...
My mother is physically and psychologically abusive toward me. Her mother and father were the same way toward her and her sister...
...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.
...when it all started; before I knew it, I was in over my head. Slice of bread for breakfast. Apple for lunch. No dinner.
...asking for help. Whether I was struggling to solve a math problem at school or trying to reach the highest shelf in the kitchen...
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.
My journey in undergrad started like any other "typical" South Asian. I was a pre-med student studying biochemistry stuck in a continuous...
I have strained relationships and I am not talking only about romantic ones, but particularly familial relationships. It was weird growing...
...and what I felt wasn't considered a "real problem." Middle school was a testing time for my personal life. My family was dealing...
One by one, the bangles come off, the sparkle from the nose stud disappears and the body which once was draped in rich...
...nuclear, dynamic household. Her parents, grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins—they were all temporary occupants of a bustling...
One of the things my mother has always emphasized is the importance of privacy, of keeping things within the family...
It’s a dangerous game I play – pushing, no punishing, myself to my mental limit. There is a kind of pain, that is perilous...
My mother is physically and psychologically abusive toward me. Her mother and father were the same way toward her and her sister...
...a “my way or the highway”, ultra-conservative, and devoutly Muslim sort of man. My mom has been depressed and self-loathing...
Ever since I started ballet when I was 5 year old, dance has always been my go-to to release any tensions I feel. I know...
...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.
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...
“One hundred pounds” the doctor read off the scale. I looked over to see my mother smiling in approval. The doctor, however...
... due to several moves, lack of money, and a nasty divorce. From the time I was in 4th to 7th grade, I was also sexually abused by my...
I was sexually assaulted and violated by someone not once, but twice. And possibly multiple times without my knowledge...
"What are your interests?" I was asked this seemingly casual question on a casual Monday afternoon. For most people, the answer...
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.
