Before you read: This was written in an epiphanic moment, while my bladder was full, waiting to take the urine test at a clinical lab. It was first shared as an instagram post in my personal profile. Now, here we go. There are errors and mistakes. I didn't bother to edit as I wanted this…
I’ve seen my mother face domestic violence since I was a child. Growing up in an environment where individual liberty and self expression had no space for existence, I soon learnt to survive by making myself invisible. But in my most private thoughts, I always felt the need to fight for women’s rights. Maybe it…
Mental stigma is prevalent and prominent enough to address. My social and individual hemisphere was fabricated with this stigma and its connecting lies for a very long time with much pervasivity. I remember as a literature student we were given the opportunity to analyse the bizarre associated with racism, feminism, mental health etc. I was…
I am a doctor. I was working day in and day out during my internship and taking care of my body. I was having good number of friends, had enough money to go out and buy things that give me happiness. But still it all felt superficial. I noticed some people slipping away from my…
The first instance when I should have realized that I needed to consult a therapist was back in 2017. In the midst of a tough summer, I began encountering frequent bouts of nausea. It was a time when I realized that I might not make it to a university of my choice, or any place…
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