People expect too much from us! Don't they! My school thinks i'm mentally ill. My psychologist thinks I have things deep with in suppressed. My dad thinks i'm someone wrong in his life. Mom thinks, i'm a strong kid who has made her strong. Who has stood as her mother. That i'm not allowed to cry.
I had hurted my self, every time, but something used to stop!
Once I broke in silence, it all written in my BOOK 'BROKEN SMILE' It was just my way to put it out!
The day I broke in my school, shouted at a innocent boy, who didn't even do a thing, became a crying mess. People concluded i'm mentally ill!
Am I!
And answer is :- NO
It's not being called mentally ill, it's something called mentally pressured, depression, emotions deep suppressed.
It's what a 16 year old girl is facing.
It's just shit! Never get old. Never get matured!
That's damn!
The day I found my people behind me, stabbing me, I broke! Completely. Made sure my mom was strong! But deep in I was fooled.
It's simply telling that a matured person can't be fooled I was.
But still I remained quiet.
Pushed it deep within me and now struggling to get it out.
Just needed a support! Which I found in these books!
I was introduced to booknet by the book named 'THE DEVIL'S ANGEL' !
But writing was never my option but when everything crossed I had nothing then to write!
Anne Frank said it true: “paper has more patience then people! ”
Well u said it right girl!
Why can't a strong girl cry!
Why can't they speak up.
Why are they blamed if.... they show their feelings.
It's just too much.
I don't need any medicine, I just need is a person WITH ME!
And I just have YOU ALL AND SHRUTI SISTER! No one.
My head is aching. The pain sucks but i'm helpless.
I just need u guys, with me.
JUST NEED IS YOU ALL!
I KNOW THE SHIT I'M CRYING!
A person in my life said I can't understand what's deep within her.... But she thinks she is aware of what is within me!
That it's something childish and today I need an answer from you guys IS IT CALLED BEING CHILDISH! IS IT CALLED BEING MENTALLY ILL!
Well this is a short blog of me, a 16 years old girl!
Yours support needing friend
Nishmitha Anchan
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Log inI was 16 years ago and I had my confused time as all teenagers have. But I put a challenge to myself finish high school and college. I did it with good grades both of them. School was my salvation when time was hard. Crying doesn't weak no one all contrary helps a lot to clear the view.
To help yourself to be grateful for what you actually possese look those that aren't lucky as you. I know will be called selfish, sadistic but look those that don't know if will survive today: look those that doesn't have a roof over their head; look at them that will sleep without eating another day, look at them that haven't been able buy a new dress for years; look at those girls that aren't fortunate like you cause have been forced to leave school to get married at young age or worst.
Your generation like to emphasize little thing. I wanted to be born in another country in another area but my time is now. Like is your and many other boys and girls of your generation.
I know you may read dark romance and watch teen series that doesn't show the truth your head get stuck on those cloud believe happen in every age you gonna be.
Heartfixer, Happy holi!
You're stronger with your tears * wounds, for they narrate your story to the world! Just keep it up, let no one & nothing affect you, specially at the crucial times of your exams!
& those who can't hold you in your tears, don't deserve your smiles either! :-)
Love you a lotttt, & missing you a lootttt on Booknet!
We all love you as our dear Author & friend!❤️❤️
Keep smiling, for it suits the most on your pretty face... :-)
SHRUTI DADHICH, Ha! Love you ❤️
My dearest sis... yes you're a strong person, but even the mightiest of the mighty cry!
Crying isn't your weakness, but merely crying over the situation is a weakness...
These days I was feeling the same, being pressured onto something I never thought was for me, & being pulled away from my world, which is reading literature & writing. But it was just the way I took it!
I felt helpless & pathetic till I thought it as being pushed, but when I looked deeper into things, I realized that the thing which is as of now a pressure on me, was once my choice, my decision!
& I now I take that thing as a challenge, a challenge that I gave to myself... I'm yet struggling! But am I weak to try to give up on that thing? NO! It's just we all have weak moments!
No, crying is not a weakness, & you ain't mentally sick! That moment, when you broke down was your moment of weakness, a moment of vulnerability, a moment when you were tired, too tired to fighting, too tired of holding back...
SHRUTI DADHICH, Yes! ❤️
As per your family.
Show your father that you are strong mind girl that will write her name in history.
Don't be your mother mom.
Make her be your mom not reverse.
Will come the time for you to be mother of your children one day after you have finished high school, college and find a good job than love can happen.
Don't rush into things.
You are young and when you be at my age you gonna see how silly where all those things you are passing now.
Is just a moment that will pass sooner than you think.
Have a blessing, wonderful life ahead!
Heartfixer, Yes! I'll ofcourse do it! I'll prove myself. Just I need is a supportive hands!
To just help me in forgetting it all.
Thank you for your response dear! It means a lot to me!
You don't have to pretend to be strong, for you're the strongest 16 years old young lady I've ever seen! I don't call you mature for no reason, you're indeed a very mature & strong girl!
& it doesn't matter what people tell you!
My hommies call me psycho & a possessed witch sometimes, some people call me a jinx, some call me a bipolar bitch, my friends call me a mentally retarded person, but who're they do decide?
At the end of the day, you know yourself more than anyone else, be it your family, friends or some distant people like teachers!
That day was a moment of tiredness, & everyone gets tired dear... Even a war as great as Mahabharata was stopped every evening, why, cause people who burnt for years in the fire of greed, or revenge or a thirst of blood, even after that flaming rage they all were tired at the end of the day, seeing blood, seeing their people dying, fighting their own people...
& we're just simple humans in comparison of those warriors... They can't we allow ourselves to be tired & take some rest? Let others call it anything, for we know better than others, who we are, what we are!
Love you a lot, & know you're strong!
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