what is life anyway without the exhaustion of being alive.

I have been hard on everyone and everything—but mostly on myself.I have been strong for so long, holding myself to the edge, living in survival mode.Now the damage is felt, the cracks evident, the exhaustion obvious. Oh dear Sang, take a pause now.You’ve been holding your breath for so long—you can let it go now.YouContinue reading “what is life anyway without the exhaustion of being alive.”

Hush! Don’t speak. Hold it, don’t cry. Don’t let them know. Keep it together, don’t show. Only the weak cries. Only the cowards seek assistance. Keep going. Keep grinding. “You’re just fine. Keep resisting. Ignore them. Those useless emotions, feelings and thoughts.” And just like that my sufferings dismissed as something made-up. So unreal, soContinue reading

Story time

I went to a psychiatrist one time for counseling…Now I know not all psychiatrists can counsel at best but I knew him already so I thought he’d be a better choice. I shared him my troubles with all the courage I could gather and he legit said- “well if this, this and this hurt you,Continue reading “Story time”

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