Sometimes we know, That it isn’t in our hands. Sometimes we wish, That we weren’t so helpless. Sometimes we feel so much, That our hearts can’t stop us. And sometimes we just cry, Because there is nothing else to do. A note: I just saw a picture of a burnt roo in the Australia bushfires.… Continue reading Sometimes… (A poem)
When she went to bed, she hoped she wouldn’t have to wake up again. Living in the darkness, with no hope about anything — she was sick of it. But morning came and she wondered if getting out of bed was necessary. The world was ugly. Plus, standing up and putting on clothes would take… Continue reading Too Depressed to Move
Her parents told her to keep herself busy. “You just need to keep your mind occupied.” She wished they understood the turmoil in her head. Friends were sick of what they called her ‘negativity’. Nobody liked the dark cloud that she carried with her.
She was a good liar. Any queries about her day and her health were met with a smile and forced warmth. She never said no even on the worst days because she wanted to be there for everyone. But she wasn’t okay. One of them told her to ‘cheer up’. Another asked her to take… Continue reading A Good Liar
Whatever begins, Has to end. Whatever is loved, Must be lost. Whatever is done, Will not change. Whatever remains, Keeps you alive.
I am not okay. The last few months have been terrible in terms of losses of animals I loved and harassment by people who cannot tolerate the sight of stray animals being fed. And yes, there’s more. I’m struggling to cope with my grief and the injustice around me. I’m also struggling to understand how… Continue reading I’m Not Okay
When I’m drowning in darkness, I think of you. When I’m thinking of disappearing, I remember you exist. When I’m dealing with the war in my head, I know you are with me.
A lot of creative types including myself and famous authors in history have suffered from mental health issues. I don't believe in romanticising the idea of artists being mentally ill because I know authors and poets and others in our category who have no history of such sickness. Another reason that this isn't an idea… Continue reading Mental Health for Writers
Do you love yourself? Have you been nice to yourself lately? Stop being so hard on yourself. Are you taking time out for self care? No, I’m not talking about visiting an expensive spa every week; I’m asking you if you’re taking that leisurely walk without your phone stuck to you. I’m suggesting that you… Continue reading Good Mental Health is Wealth
Dreams filled her days, The nights were dark and anxious. Hope kept her busy, Until the negatives plagued her. It was her cruel mind, Obsessed with perfection. Perfection that everyone had, But not even a sprinkling for her.