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 could talk about my experiences with mental health and how I was like a fish out of water in every aspect of my life. Or how I smiled and laughed constantly, but how that smile and laugh were a mask.
In fact, I had a whole spiel written up and ready. But then I decided that I wanted to tell y’all what I learned instead.
Here are some of those lessons: