Not everything you look at, is perfect. What might seem to be different from the outside could be opposite of it from the inside. I was slowly losing myself and I did not even realize it. Taking you a few years down the memory lane, I want to tell you something. Amaira was around a year old at this time (2015). We went for a friends daughter’s first birthday celebration very close to our house.

Those days I barely got any time for myself, not that much has changed now but then it was a different ball game altogether. But earlier it was more difficult because Amaira was totally dependent on me. The only thing that comforted me then was food. I have always had a lean physique all my life and gaining weight felt slightly odd. Yet again I felt I was Losing myself and this time mentally and physically both. Initially bit did not show up because I was very lean but gradually it started showing up and how.

I slowly started avoiding social gatherings and would prefer staying home alone. This was also the phase when I was quietly fighting depression and major anxiety along with OCD. I was actually diagnosed with the same. But aren’t we all great at hiding all the pain inside and act as if all is hunky dory?

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To be continued ,part 2 coming soon

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