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When you heal, you create. You write what hurts. You paint wounds no one can see. You play a sad melody. You dance to a rhythmic heartbreak. You sing someone else’s agony. You narrate tales of longing and belonging. You plant vulnerabilities. You sketch character flaws. When you heal, you create. And sometimes the only thing you create is a mess.

“If you can’t be illogically good, uncomfortably good, if you can’t be loyal when no one is looking…what’s the point?” | My Thoughts on A Year of Wednesdays by Sonia Bahl

Every now and then, you pick up a book that is outside your reading comfort zone. For me, it was A Year of Wednesdays by Sonia Bahl. I’ll admit that I am not particularly a fan of contemporary Indian writers because somehow they can’t seem to think of anything outside the circle of love. But amidst my pre-established bias and impulsive decisions, I decided to give this book a shot.

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A Slow Reading Year | My First 10 Reads of 2019 | Part 1.

The year that began with a lot of enthusiasm and hopes turned into a year where my reading was forced to the backseat. A lot was, and is, going on in my life and caught up in all of that, I couldn’t grab my hands on as many books as I had thought.

But, I am proud of everything I have done. With half the year gone, I managed to read 10 books amidst battling my depression, managing (and eventually leaving) work, and redefining emotional boundaries in my life. Achievement? Achievement.

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Mental Illness is not a Choice

I don’t remember having a conversation with my creator and picking out qualities and behaviours from a choice of many. I don’t remember asking for a mind that overthinks and a heart that feels too much. For all I know, I was born with it. Or maybe I picked them along the way—with my experiences in the world. All I know today, is that I am an empath with a mind that overthinks even the slightest of things and a heart that overflows with every emotion presented to it.

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