Let me explain, but before I do that, HELLO!! Guess who’s back to do some more talking. First and foremost, my sincere apologies for being so inactive for all these months. Why am I apologising, geez I have no clue! Anyways, I’m glad that I’m back for good. Before I get into that big chunky thing you are about to read, I do want to thank everyone who sent through their ideas on topics they would like me to write about in the coming days, weeks, months (hopefully I won’t zone out again).
On a very irrelevant note though, I had honestly prepared blog posts for Nawroz and Eid, but somehow never ended up posting it. A lot of reasons why, I guess the biggest one would be the fact that I was very unsure. Unsure of what? I have no clue (messed up mindset back in the days). For the longest time ever, I know that I haven’t been myself for a long period of time. I’ve had times where I was going through some really tough moments. Especially in the first few months of the year. I don’t even know how to explain, it’s like that moment where you feel like everything is turning against you and you just can’t do much about it. Legit in all aspects of life. Whether that be family issues, friendship, relationship, situation-ships, studies, work or just anything in general. I consider myself quite fortunate to have had (still have) such amazing people around me who would continuously check in if I’m ok. I swear I’ve had times where I felt like quitting everything and legit running away from all the mess and sort of wanting to start a fresh life somewhere in the farms. Away from all the ongoing chaos. But thanks to the people who are always there to support me through thick & thin (So much love for you guys) I’ve managed to learn how to deal with such situations…. gradually. Well at least for now, I think I have.
But you know what the sad thing is, a lot of people out there, unfortunately, don’t have that kind of support some of us have. I don’t think I even need to address the percentage of people that most likely have depression or are going through a mental health issue. A high fraction of the population (especially in the Middle Eastern and Afghan communities) cannot even express themselves to others around them because of the fear that their struggle with mental health is un-welcomed and thus, unworthy of attention. This fear usually arises from underlying questions that roam around our minds non-stop, “what are they going to think of me, I’ll be judged, I’ll lose them, I’ll be ridiculed, I’ll shame those around me, etc. etc.” Not to say that I’ve had depression before, I do know that I’ve had at least if not some sort high levels of anxiety or something on those lines. I remember my friends asking me to see a specialist. I wanted to, I tried a lot to go see one. But I never went, I was scared. For the exact same reasons as everyone else was and is refraining from seeking professional help. So here I am sharing this with you all. So why now? Continue reading “Cliché! But it’s okay not to be okay”