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i am sad.
i don’t know if it’s real
they say it’s not.
it’s hormones they say
because what other reason would exist
for a girl like me
to wish a wish to not
exist.
i don’t know if it’s real
i tell myself it’s not.
it’s attention i say.
overreacting and annoying.
i don’t know if it’s real
they say it’s not
it’s school they say, classes, college
because what other reason would exist
for a girl like me
to wish a wish to not
exist.
i don’t know if it’s real
i tell myself it’s not.
but i think it is.
i think it’s real.
as real asthe tears shed into dim light,
the gut-wrenching, hair-pulling, near-vomit sobs,
the silent screams spilled into the pillow,
the shaking body rocking back and forth
reassuring myself that it’ll be okay,
the bed that seems to grasp me every morning and night,
the breathlessness;
i think it’s real that
i am sad.
Your sadness is legitimate and valid, no matter how much money you make, where you live, and who you are. But please don’t let that stop you from reaching out for help. Share your feelings and your thoughts with someone because it will help you heal. And you never know, it may help someone else too. ❤️
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.
To submit your story, click here.
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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.
