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FOOD FOR THOUGHT

Him : You know what, man? Nothing matters. He doesn
Mama I
I knew that nothing had changed when I went on a five day bender two years ago, in third year. Not a single shred of food, just alcohol, day, night, morning, evening.
I look back and I know now why I really used to drink -- an escape, so I could fit in, and of course, to punish myself.
Because underneath, I was quiet, boring, insecure, and not someone who could ever do anything outrageous because he was sickened by the consequences.
Then, I felt deeply, not enough. Surrounded by nothing but misery and miserable human beings, I was used to failure most of my life, sickened by my inability to save those I cared about.
I knew the aftermath of drinking like I did.
Violent tremors, horrifying night terrors about my Baba, my girlfriend then, my Didi, my Maa, but my Baba most of all, and my panic attacks. Days and days of insomnia for by then I started to fear sleep.
Those five days ended with me being hooked to an IV for a severe case of alcohol poisoning.
The aftermath was immediate once the alcohol was out of my system.
Never again.
I was okay with not being enough. I was okay being quiet, boring, and insecure. I was also okay staying aloof from every single person I was ever close to.
Even if I wasn
I think, with time, you learn to let go. Of a place. Of people. Of memories. Of everything you once held so dear.
Tomorrow, is my farewell.
I can
Journal Entry [November, 2018] I think, with time, misery transitions to become your choice.
It becomes a friend. One who feels familiar and comforting at a time familiar faces start to feel, become, and look unfamiliar.
You yearn for its presence. It
When you live with a mental illness, it
I realized there was a problem with self-love when I spoke to someone from North India.
His story, wasn
When you
I
Recently, someone met me with an angry message on Instagram, that told me (paraphrased), "Your past doesn
In January, 2018, a guy I was helping from Bangalore told me to fuck off because I was a prick.
In February, 2018, a girl I was helping from South India told me I was selfish because I
In Hyderabad, I met someone who was relatively young, running a rehabilitation center for the mentally ill, and who took on students as her patients, sometimes even for free.
We
I
I recently came first at a B Plan competition in IEM Kolkata.
I start at the beginning. I say, "I
I
It
In November 2018, I found myself in the midst of a depressive episode. They
In December 2015, three years ago, I struggled with wanting to kill myself every single day. My therapist at the time had given me a series of diagnosis -- alcoholism, suicidal ideation, clinical depression, chronic anxiety, panic attacks, night terrors, insomnia, visual, and auditory hallucinations.
My girlfriend at the time, used to tell me, "Aiti, you
Reach out.
Make it more visible, more readable, add a hashtag, reach out.
There, now you feel better. You
Yesterday, as I spoke to 60 odd students about my journey, my life, my mistakes, the time I slept next to the gutter, all of it and more and the incredible ripples I
No one tells you how easy it is. To end it. To want for it to stop. They
[Entry - 2nd November, 2018] There
Five old men cracked open their beers and hesitantly looked around to see who they were with.
They looked like old friends — with years between them. Lifetime of memories — lost to the world. Time. Space. The universe.
Together, maybe, one last time, on the shores of Goa.
“How have you guys been?”, one of them quips.
The icebreaker. The needed intrusion to break the cold icy silence that enveloped the little group.
“Hahaha.”, they all join in, desperate, maybe, to make this moment matter.
My table was some distance away from them and while my head was buried in a book that taught me how positive thinking attracts positive energy from the universe, my eyes kept venturing there. To them.
It started with school.
The days spent within the confines of an institution that chains you to doing things you
I know. I know. I don
They can
Little freckles on a girl who wanders around looking for strangers to meet eyes with. Re-assurance. That there sat others like her at this little shack in distant Goa who struggled to find people to belong with. So, she looks at her phone. Desperate to be lost in a world that
Take a second. A minute -- a moment -- a pause -- to just stop. To feel what you
Let
I
I was nine when I was told I was too young to understand love.
I remember saying, "But, is this what it really means? Is this right?" She
I
I write this to you. I write this to you because you
You know what love is?
Love is hard. It

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