We are bigger than our problems.
Since it's world mental health day, with immense courage I write this in honour of people around world suffering in ways we don't fully understand. In a sea full of people who show courage and strength in getting up from zero innumerable times, I have my small journey to share. In 2018, one ordinary night, I experienced my first panic attack. At that point in time, I had no clue what had happened. In the middle of a conversation in a room full of people I just couldn't breathe. With my friend at my side, I felt vulnerable, helpless and uncertain. In that moment, it seemed to me my world had collapsed. Three years and many similar moments later, I can sense the panic well in time. And although my breathing is under control because I am aware of what it is, my helplessness only increases each time. My anxiety taught me many things. Perhaps, more than people could. And I understand when someone shares with me their restlessness, their unsurity. And I try...