I have mental illness. Mind clarity is rare, too briefly and often too late. Old friends and acquaintances would look away when they see me. Yup, that unpopular. Of course, I get angry and hurt but deep down, I know I’d do the same too, if I saw 'me'. That’s the icy cold papercut truth. The illness cuts even deeper. I thank you for your readership. Your presence here makes me feel less alone. This blog helps me remember my true worth as a person, and how my own mind threatens it.
Friday, August 28, 2015
“You are really one of a kind. I never imagined you to be like this," said my colleague who had once hated me very much.
"And you should really write."
"Huh? When have you ever seen my writing?" I was caught offguard.
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