Of Songs and Anxiety

Sometimes, words fail me. Allow me to digress for a bit. I love words and I love writing, that is the best way I communicate how I’m feeling and it makes the most comfortable medium for me to get my thoughts out. I dabble a lot in poetry and particularly love expressing spectrums of emotions... Continue Reading →

Bipolar Disorder

The American Psychiatric Association describes Bipolar Disorder as “… brain disorders that cause changes in a person’s mood, energy and ability to function. People with bipolar disorders have extreme and intense emotional states that occur at distinct times, called mood episodes. These mood episodes are categorized as manic, hypomanic or depressive.” A friend of mine... Continue Reading →

What it’s like living with depression

When I tell people for the first time that I’m depressed, people ask me the one question that, to this day, stumps me, makes me feel like I just pulled my tongue out of the freezer: ‘why’. Now, this question is not entirely strange; depression is a product of many things-from death of a family... Continue Reading →

LonePack Letters 2018 – We are back !

The wails of suffering emanating from mental health concerns have lasted for ages, yet society has failed to recognize the importance of recognizing mental health issues as a primary health concern and to establish a fantastic infrastructure for treating it. With time, the prevalence of such concerns have only exacerbated.   Thus, in 2016, a... Continue Reading →

The Cry of a Shadow

  The wind whipped her hair against her face as she walked towards the edge. The edge of existence. Her feet slipped on the wet ground as she walked barefoot. The storm seemed never ending. Memories flashing before her eyes. Life is such a fragile thing. She was done with the pretence. She wanted stability... Continue Reading →

The Degrees Of Depression

Cigarette buds. Substance abuse. Sleeved shirts to shut out speculations about the cause of the scars on your wrists. Some posts have to be written from the heart. Some posts need not be perfect in  terms of grammar or structure. Some posts need not suffuse the eerie charm that it ought to have held. Some... Continue Reading →

DAY ONE.DAY TWO. DAY EVERYDAY

I wake up on a cold rainy morning. The remains of the rain drops are still kissing the frosty windows. They dance together. His fingers slowly move down to fill the gap between her thighs. I turn around to find myself in the company of my pillow. Apart from the companionship of the early morning... Continue Reading →

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