Imagine being on the top of the hill and then falling all of sudden.
A hard fall on the ground, right? Now while you try to get up, another rock hits you.
It has paralyzed you. All over.
I felt something similar when I was 12. It was when my father had gone too far. That was the fall.
Then came the sudden rock that lasted two years. A hit of bullying, loneliness, low self-esteem, anxiety, and depression surrounded me but fate had something else.
I turned 15 when pages flipped. An internship came my way in Nov, 2021. Later, a freelance gig and my mentor, the one without whom my write-ups were stale.
But somewhere in the haze, I’ve never forgotten what had happened. The life I’ve left behind tells me to write more, this time to heal others. After all, your story is yours.
“I’ve survived the worst with me. It couldn’t be possible without me & myself.”
Most of us live like a dead zombie, as if life is pushing us away.
So here I am, with a will to help you fall in love with yourself, all over again. You will want to fall for:
Anyone struggling through life is strong for bearing it this way or the other. I’ve become kinder and more grateful than ever, and so will you be.
Poets & songwriters, all pour out their heart to create art. No art is perfect, but all the artworks are sapphires and diamonds on their own.
And so, mine aren’t perfect but they’ve got gems. Over the years, I’ve created:
The best part?
I’ve gotten published in 4 anthologies and gained 25+ reviews on my e-book.
Now you know the most about me but one thing.
I’ve risen up because of my writing. Never seeking perfection, but always pouring my feelings out. Here I am, sharing those midnight stories with you, in daylight.
So, can we hang out in therapy for sometime?
Love,
Jigyasa