Apples to Oranges

I’ve grown to really despise how the term ‘lazy’ is so loosely used. It is easy to assume that if one sleeps a lot or doesn’t go out a whole lot, he/she is lazy. However, it is imperative that we try to avoid such assumptions. The underlying cause of this ‘laziness’, or rather inactive lifestyle, can be a byproduct of poor mental health.

I find it so infuriating when people automatically attribute ‘laziness’ to an individual’s character, rather than an individual’s circumstances.

….And often times, the first thing that comes to mind when discussing this topic is the amount a person sleeps.

I sleep quite a bit in general, and I’m not ashamed of it. It’s not that I’m ‘lazy’ — I just need an adequate amount of sleep in order to feel happy, energized, and mentally strong. To be honest, without this rest, I find it extremely difficult to function at my optimal capacity.

I feel like, even today, there exists an underlying, yet unsaid judgment in society – that if you sleep a lot, somehow you are just not as good, or maybe not as strong, as those who sleep less. I’ve never really understood this, but then again, I’ve always had a tendency to sleep more, so I may simply be biased.

I empathize with those who require a lot of sleep for the sake of their mental and emotional well-being. I get it. It’s so important that you never let someone make you feel inferior because of it though; not everyone will be able to understand, and that’s OK.

You cannot compare the lifestyles of two people – these two people are inherently different, endowed with a different set of limitations, embarking on different journeys.

So, let’s not compare apples to oranges.

The Curse of Social Media?

I don’t think it’s inaccurate when I say that a lot of mental instability is a byproduct of social media. Social media can be used for great purposes: to communicate with loved ones, spread knowledge, and raise awareness about causes close to your heart. However, often times, the detrimental aspects of social media end up outweighing the benefits.

Social media is like a facade, I would say. We post status updates and pictures of ourselves, happy, enjoying life, surrounded by a multitude of friends and family … even if we’re actually really hurting inside. I know I am guilty of this. Others see the facade and begin to think that everyone else’s lives are perfect but theirs, and those people then also use social media to present a misleading picture of themselves, and their friends see it and begin to feel bad about themselves, and so on and so forth. It bewilders me how vicious this cycle becomes — it can ultimately lead to depression, anxiety, and feelings of worthlessness.

I think it’s absolutely wonderful that social media allows us to share the happy moments of life, but why do we not share the not-so-happy moments?

We SHOULD proudly share the not-so-happy moments of our lives, the imperfect versions of ourselves, the struggles we deal with on a daily basis. In the process, you help not only yourself, but others too. Being aware of others’ struggles creates a bond among human-beings — it reaffirms the fact that we’re not alone when dealing with life’s obstacles.

Don’t make your Facebook page an unblemished image of yourself. Make it the     Sunday-morning-in-your-pajamas-no-makeup-little-bit-cranky-very-stressed-out version of YOU!




Cooking: An Emotional Outlet?

Hello everyone! I’m back, after a LONG time!!!

Today, I will be sharing with you one of my emotional outlets: cooking! Yes, I absolutely love to cook. Even if it’s just chopping up vegetables—I find it so relaxing! Something about cooking engages me toward the fulfillment of a task, focuses my energy and attention away from life’s stressors, and not to mention, provides me with yummy food in return (hopefully). I am deprived of a kitchen at college, but whenever I go home, I try to spend some time in the kitchen with my mom and cook something delicious. One of my favorite things to make is Indo-Chinese Vegetable Fried Rice. In life in general, I’m not too fond of novel experiences, but when it comes to cooking, I absolutely love to experiment with recipes and new dishes.

I am aware that some people just dislike cooking – it can take a lot of time and patience and some parts of it can be tedious. However, I highly recommend you to try making something, no matter how simple it may be. As someone who’s experienced a lot of ongoing anxiety, I’ve found that cooking can be extremely therapeutic, when done as a solo activity or as a group one. So, give it a try! Maybe you’ll end up on one of those reality TV cooking shows. 😉 

Best wishes,


Fluffy Friends FTW

Okay so you might think that this blog post is just an excuse for me to share my love of dogs with everyone, and that is partially true. BUT, I also want to say that dogs are actually very good for mental therapy – dogs love unconditionally, provide constant companionship, and offer the perfect distraction from life’s daily stressors. Not to mention, they make for the best cuddle buddies. 🙂 

No, unfortunately, I don’t have a dog (I don’t think my university’s housing department would appreciate that). However, as soon as I graduate college and start living alone, I plan on adopting a dog from a shelter. I really think having a dog around will alleviate the feelings of depression that I experience. Also, I plan to make my future dog a therapy pet, so that he/she can not only comfort me, but also others who struggle physically and mentally. 

Here are some pictures of adorable dogs! I hope they brighten up your day just a little bit.


Midterms got us like…


HALLOWEEN IS COMING UP!!! This is what your dog could be looking for…

buddyboo-300x300    black-dog


Candid or nah


You can do outdoorsy things with your doggy! Soak in that Vitamin D, get some exercise, and bond with your fluffy friend!

Golden retriever puppy at rest

Have a wonderful week, everyone! ❤

Happy World Mental Health Day

October 10, 2016. 

Today marks the 14th anniversary of World Mental Health day. Today is a day where we can, and should, address not only advancing mental health treatment, but also tackling the silent suffering that many individuals experience.

The ones suffering. They tread down a dark path, a path that should never exist in the first place. They hurt in a shadow, a shadow so looming it is difficult to even conceive of. They live a life, a life completely undeserving of such a title. They could tread down a brighter path, rid themselves of the shadow, lead a meaningful life. But they don’t …

… Because of one thing: fear. The fear that no one will understand, that no one will be able to make sense of their feelings, that no one will look at them the same ever again. It doesn’t have to be this way… if we all just make a little effort.

Lend your ears, eyes, and heart to everyone, as you don’t know who suffers in the shadows. Please take care of yourself and those around you. Avoid incorporating negative elements into your life. Do those things that bring you excitement, as well as peace. Share your feelings with your loved ones. Don’t be afraid to ask for some help every now and then. Stop concealing undesirable emotions. 

This is the only way.

Never forget that each and everyone’s happiness is precious, and that nothing in this world is worth losing a life over.

Happy World Mental Health Day, not just today, but every day.

Wishing you all the very best,



Experiences, Not Goods

Our new school year has just begun (I know, so many tears), and although I’m not any happier leaving summer behind than you are, I am eager to remind you all of something, something which will better sustain your inner-happiness throughout the academic year. Keep in mind that what I am about to say is grounded in science, so don’t question me, question science!

According to scientists, it is experiences, not material goods, that give us the most amount of happiness. I am not going to go into all the details, but apparently, materials can only do so much when bringing us joy. Eventually, this happiness does taper off. It seems kind of counter-intuitive, as goods are physically present for a long time; however, research says that new objects lose their appeal and fade into the background, as human-beings adapt to them.

Experiences, on the other hand, become ingrained into our identities – they essentially become a part of who we are. Experiences bond us to the people we’ve shared the experiences with, give us a sense of self, and enable us to connect with complete strangers. They allow ourselves and others to rediscover the past, build our character, and even give us a funny story to tell at dinner. I mean, who doesn’t enjoy hearing about the time you woke up to a harmless, sleep-deprived man screaming on the flight from Frankfurt to San Francisco (this happened to me, true story).

Personally, when I look back on my summer, it is the time I spent with my family that comes to mind. Countless memories of my younger sister making me crack up on the airplane, seeing my grandpa in Lucknow, India, whining to my mom when I had to get up at 4:00 AM for our flights – these MOMENTS are what make me most happy.

Of course, goods bring me joy – the makeup I bought from Ulta this past summer … I enjoy it quite a bit. However, I do see, that in the long run, living and recounting experiences, that will make me who I am today, brings me a lot more happiness than any physical object could ever bring.

SO, invest yo money and time on making experiences, not buying goods. Go to the museum with your friends, go on a hike with your parents, go to the beach with your doggy. It’s all about maximizing your happiness! 🙂

Alan Turing: The Enigma

It’s been a very long time since I’ve written a blog post, but I plan to get back into it regularly – summer made me lazy 🙂

I recently watched this movie called The Imitation Game. I’m sure many of you have heard of it! This movie focuses on the story of an English man named Alan Turing, who cracked the German “Enigma” code during World War II, allowing the English government to save millions of lives and end the war two years early. He is hailed as the father of the computer. In modern-day, his inventions, such as his Turing machine, are widely used for the development of computer science and artificial intelligence. Essentially, he was a brilliant man.

However, the movie not only recounts his intellectual abilities, but also the personal hardships Turing faced during his lifetime – which were quite a few. Alan Turing is the perfect example of what it means to be resilient in the face of adversity.

Who was Alan Turing as an individual?

This is not known for a fact, but modern-day analysis suggests that Turing had Asperger’s Syndrome – he seemed rather oblivious to social cues and others’ feelings, couldn’t communicate his emotions, ask for help, or even tell the difference between a joke and serious discourse.

In addition, Alan Turing was a homosexual, which in itself was a criminal offense during the time of WWII. This, very sadly, only further ostracized him from much of society.

One can say for a fact that Alan Turing was not what society (especially at that time) would define as normal – anyone can see that. His unusual social behaviors did not fare well for him: he was bullied in school, and during his adult life, he was misunderstood, alienated, and disliked by many. After his notorious achievements, he was imprisoned for being openly gay and then given hormonal therapy, intended to alter his behavior, particularly his homosexuality.

I think this movie is relevant to mental illness because I’ve seen, from personal experience and observing others, that feelings of not fitting into the world can markedly contribute to depression and anxiety. I suspect that this might have been the case with Alan Turing, as he, a man of an unprecedented amount of brilliance, committed suicide after several years of being punished for being ‘different’, whatever that word means. This breaks my heart because no one should be driven to a breaking point, where they would rather not live than be mercilessly robbed of everything that makes them ‘them’.

To be honest, I have felt different to the world on multiple occasions. I always felt, and even now, feel that I was wired differently – maybe something went wrong while I was developing, or maybe it didn’t. For a lot of my life, I tried to defy what nature had given me, which led me to feel depressed and anxious and frustrated with myself. I remember scolding myself for not fitting in with most people at school.

But, for the most part, I’m done doing that. In college, I’m not what you would call a ‘typical’ college student. I don’t go to frat parties or hang out with a humongous group of friends because I don’t find joy in those things – maybe I never will. I’m just wired that way.

I often get bewildered, shocked, or even mocking faces when I tell people that I don’t do a lot of things that most college students do. And yes, to be honest, I feel a little bad. I begin to question myself: “Am I abnormal…?” But then I remind myself that “if abnormal means preserving your individuality, then yes, I am abnormal.” But it doesn’t necessarily have to be a bad thing; in fact, often times, it can be just the opposite. Being my own person prevents me from sinking into depression – it keeps me happy.

And the wonderful, probably best part is that there are a few individuals in my life who will never not love the things about me that are unlovable to most people. Alan Turing also had those people in his life – people who didn’t reject him for his uniqueness.

My mom always says that human-beings are incredibly different to one other, but you, as an individual, will always find at least one person who appreciates you for your uniqueness. And for the people who reject you, screw them. You don’t need them in your life.

Even more than for his remarkable intellectual achievements, Alan Turing should be remembered for his unfaltering conviction – he embraced the fact that he did not mold into the image society expected him to mold into. He fought a hard battle, and eventually ended up surrendering, which makes me so sad, but I hope, by reading his inspiring story, others will see how crucial it is to preserve their individuality, regardless of how ‘different’ it may make them feel.

It’s OK to not fit into the world, to be an aberration, to not conform to others’ expectations. It’s amazing how much you can prosper despite how negatively the world reacts to your unusual character, as you can see with Alan Turing. So, embrace your true self – your mental health will appreciate it. 🙂

Alan Turing’s words:Sometimes it’s the people no one imagines anything of who do the things that no one can imagine.

If you want to read more about the extraordinary Alan Turing:

Mental Health in Media

It disgusts me how the media tends to paint a very distorted image of those suffering from mental illness. What makes me most angry is that the media blows one incident out of proportion and focuses on all the times when such kinds of individuals have been violent, rather than on the times they have NOT been violent. They portray these individuals to have been ‘strange’, ‘aloof’, and ‘not quite present’, during their lifetime, among some of the terms I have heard, suggesting that ALL people with poor mental health possess the same character profile. The media very wrongly associates mental illness with bizarre and violent behaviors.

Inevitably, the prevalence of the media in everyday life is bound to create a very distorted representation of mental illness in people’s minds. The general population, out of no fault of theirs, gets the idea that all those suffering from mental illness are misanthropic, antisocial, violent human-beings. This only creates further problems, for those who are capable of offering help tend to run away from suffering individuals, further barring them from receiving the support and treatment they urgently need.

I want to set the truth straight. It is the truth that individuals suffering from mental illness are far more likely to be VICTIMS of violence, rather than perpetrators of violence. According to the American Psychiatric Association, the vast majority of people who are violent do NOT suffer from mental illnesses. Also, the fact that there are so many different types and intensities of mental disorders makes the media’s generalizations completely invalid, and to be honest, ridiculous in every single way.

We cannot generalize and say that mental illness gives birth to murderers. We must remember that there are all kinds of individuals, and that most individuals suffering from mental illness do not commit heinous deeds, such as the one committed at UCLA on June 1, 2016. Instead of portraying such individuals as citizens of another world and isolating them, we must focus on giving them the help they need, so they do not feel ashamed to seek treatment and no more incidents such as this recent one take place.

My heart goes out to those affected by the murder-suicide at UCLA and the countless other incidents that have occurred in the past. I honestly don’t have any explanation for why these kinds of things happen, and I can only hope you find peace in knowing that your loved ones will always be with you and never forgotten. I am incredibly sorry for your loss.

Take the Pledge

I pledge to never let fear of stigma and being judged prevent me from sharing my mental struggles.

I pledge to never delegitimatize anyone’s feelings.

I pledge to help others when they are in need of emotional support.

I pledge to prioritize mental health first and foremost.

Write #StigmaFree on your hand, take a pledge, and post it on any form of social media!

We can eradicate stigma. Our lives have no room for it. Our happiness is all that matters.


Mental Illness Feels Like…

I wrote a poem about mental illness after I was inspired by NAMI’s #MentalillnessFeelsLike campaign.

Mental illness is a disease of the brain

That somehow seizes control of your life

Engulfing you within its mighty power

Setting up shop where it can thrive

It takes over your self-esteem

Rids you of all your goals, dreams, and ambitions

Shatters every notion of happiness

And leaves you alone, hopeless, and distraught

But just like anything,

It cannot thrive forever

With the proper treatment and support system

This disease will grow wary

It will succumb

Give you your life back

And be a long-forgotten thing of the past,

I Promise.

My Mental Health Story

To be honest, ultimately deciding to write about my own experience with mental illness was difficult, which just goes to show how stigmatized mental illness truly is. However, I’m not the kind of person who gives a shit as to what people think about me, and if by sharing my story I can make others feel less alone, I will happily disclose my struggles with anyone who crosses my path. Besides, if some people do choose to judge me, I’d rather they not be a part of my life.

My head-on battle with mental illness has been relatively recent, but when I reflect on my childhood, I realize that I’ve suffered from mental illness for a long time; I just never figured it out.

Sometime during my last year of high school, I had fallen into a black hole, from which I thought I would never claw my way back up. I would sit in my room and cry for hours, either eat a whole box of cookies or not eat at all, avoid any human communication whatsoever, and sleep for hours on end. Things that once gave me loads of happiness no longer appealed to me. Feelings of anxiety consumed me. I was unable to see myself having a future and attending college and maintaining relationships. Every aspect of my life seemed pointless; everything seemed so damn hard. I felt as if I had lost the energy to face life altogether.

There were a few triggers for my emotional decline, but  I didn’t really have any “reason” to be extremely upset, which is why my situation was not normal. This went on for weeks … I can say for a fact that it was one of the darkest periods of my life. Even talking about it now, one year later, is unsettling.

My parents, who couldn’t bear seeing me in so much distress for such an abnormally long period of time, suggested that I seek treatment. Mental illness is extremely prevalent within my immediate and extended family, and seeing as mental illness, just like most illnesses, is genetically inherited, they were not particularly surprised to see me experiencing symptoms of chronic anxiety and depression.

One thing that my psychiatrist said that particularly struck me and is still ingrained in my mind today is: “You’ve been feeling this way since who knows when, but you’re not supposed to be feeling like this. It’s been the only thing you know.” It was true. I had become accustomed to living with feelings of dread, anxiety, and worthlessness my entire life, and I had never even realized it. I had begun to believe that this was the way you were supposed to feel. It wasn’t, though. Life is not supposed to feel like a compromise; you are not supposed to feel like a burden.

After my appointment, after a long time, I felt optimistic. I felt as if things would get better. To anyone reading this who is suffering from mental illness, things will get better. I promise you. The dark cloud over your head will pass, and the sun will shine again. You can never afford to lose hope, though. Hope is the only thing that will get you through the day and onto a better and brighter path.

It has been a year now, and I can say I am so thankful that I got treated before my situation worsened. I am at college now, away from home, independent, thriving, learning, growing. The negative feelings that used to suffocate me and prevent me from living my life have drastically reduced. Of course, I still get the occasional state of depression or a burst of anxiety, but it’s nothing compared to before.

I am not ashamed to say that I take medication to treat my mental illness. It makes me who I am, but at the same time, it doesn’t define me. There are definitely some downsides to antidepressant medication, which I would like to discuss in more detail in another blog post. However, when I think of that dark hole I was in, I feel so fortunate to be where I am now.

The only thing I regret is that I didn’t share my story with others during that rough patch; it was transparent to no one but my family. If I had told even one other friend, I feel like my battle would not have been as difficult. For this reason, I want to listen to your battles and help you because I’ve been there and know how you feel.

Please, please, PLEASE share your mental health stories! We’re all here to talk to one another and give each other support, love, and empathy. You can post anonymously on my blog if you feel more comfortable that way.


Stress Relief

For all my fellow quarter-system friends (maybe even semester friends), midterms are upon us, and that means you are probably drowning in work, and therefore stress. I write this because I want to remind all of you to take a deep breath before you lose your mind over something that will be very insignificant in a short amount of time.

Everything will be okay, I promise! Please do not compromise on your health, both physical and mental, because of an exam. I know it’s easier said than done, but think of a test as … just a test, not something that will determine your life, because it won’t.

I have major test anxiety, so I can totally relate. However, ever since I’ve come to college, I’m trying extremely hard to focus on learning just for the sake of learning, and not as much about my grades – I can say for a fact that I feel so much better mentally. I’m not saying grades aren’t important – of course they are. But they are not worth fretting over and losing your sanity over. Prioritize your mental state first and foremost; your brain will thank you for it.

I have composed a list of stress-relieving techniques that I personally have found to be particularly helpful; hopefully they can be of some use to you:

  • Listening to music (THIS CAN DO WONDERS!)
  • Exercise, especially running & yoga
  • Meditation & deep breathing
  • Taking a walk outside (I read an article about how greenery is very good for your mental health!)
  • Reading a book (NOT YOUR CHEMISTRY TEXTBOOK!!!)

Comment below what you do to alleviate stress, so we can help each other during the hell we call midterm season.

#Hug A Human

I recently read this article about how hugs act as a natural medicine, both mentally and physically. Yes, there is actual science behind it! Hugs have this unusual ability to elicit happiness, reduce stress, and even enhance the functioning of our immune system.

Personally, I’m not much of a hugger, but when someone does hug me, whether it’s my dad or best friend, I get that warm, tingling sensation inside – I’m sure you all know what I’m talking about.

So what are the positive biological effects of this seemingly superficial phenomenon? It pretty much stems down to neurotransmitters! Ah yes, those wonderful chemicals produced by our nervous system. Hugging stimulates three different kinds of neurotransmitters: oxytocin, dopamine, and serotonin.

Oxytocin is a neurotransmitter involved in the limbic system, which is the part of the brain known to control our emotions. Oxytocin is notorious for enhancing social bonds among all kinds of mammals. When we hug, oxytocin is released, lowering our cortisol levels, thus relieving us of stress and anxiety.

Dopamine, on the other hand, is akin to the pleasure hormone. That feel-good sensation you get when you eat a giant-ass piece of chocolate cake? Yup, that’s dopamine. When we hug others, the brain releases dopamine, and we instantly feel more satisfied and motivated.

Lastly, when we hug, the brain also releases serotonin. It’s super interesting: serotonin flow increases when we feel important and loved. I’m sure many of you know that depression is caused by a lack of serotonin. Hugs elevate our serotonin levels, and relieve us of feelings of sadness, emptiness, and loneliness.

All of these feelings of contentment, in turn, promote overall well-being. Hugs, by decreasing negative emotions and enhancing positive ones, help with the functioning of our immune system and lead to a decline in heart rate and blood pressure.

I don’t know how much truth there is to this statement, but apparently, you need at least eight hugs a day in order to thrive. I’m pretty sure most of us don’t receive or give that many hugs daily; I know I don’t.

So next time, you see your friend, parent, or even dog, give them a hug, because, as they say, you can’t give a hug without getting one back! I would even say give any random person who seems sad a hug, but that might be a little strange. But then again, who am I to talk: when I’m feeling lonely, I hug my giant stuffed animal Olaf.

Be like Olaf, guys, and be generous with your warm hugs! I definitely need to follow this!

Be Kind.

I wanted my first post to be something inspiring, essentially why I was motivated to create this blog at all.

It’s interesting because those of us who suffer from mental illness, myself included, tend to believe that we’re alone – but when you look at all the stats, in no way is that true: According to the National Alliance on Mental Illness, approximately 1 in 5 adults in the United States suffer from mental illness in a given year, while approximately 1 in 5 youth aged 13–18 experience a severe mental disorder at some time in their life. Clearly, mental illness is not a rare occurrence.

In fact, it is after coming to college, that I’ve seen firsthand just how prevalent mental illness really is, especially among young adults. To be honest, in a lot of instances, I’ve been taken aback when people share their mental health experiences with me because it’s often times the individuals I would least expect to be suffering mentally that have struggled the most.

It makes me sad, though, because we choose not to talk about our internal struggles, which is why mental health issues are so downplayed. We need others to help us emotionally, empathize with us, or simply listen to how we’re feeling. A lot of times, though, we don’t receive the support we need. According to the U.S. Centers for Disease Control and Prevention, only 25% of adults with mental health symptoms believe that people are caring and sympathetic to persons with mental illness. This percentage is disgustingly low.

I’m sure you hear it all the time – mental health is just as, if not more, important than physical health. In fact, the two are inextricably linked. Just as we seek treatment for a broken leg, we must seek treatment for depression, anxiety, and other mental illnesses. It’s not easy to do, though, when the issue of mental health is stigmatized, ignored, misunderstood, and often times even ridiculed.

What’s even more unfortunate is that mental illness is not particularly visible on the exterior, as a broken leg is, thus making it difficult to detect. Others can be blatantly ignorant about mental health. I often hear people nonchalantly saying things, such as “You’re so bipolar”, or “I’m going to kill myself.” Using such phrases out of context delegitimizes mental illness, and makes it hard for others to detect true warning signs. I know it sure makes me INCREDIBLY angry when people somehow turn a real medical problem into a joke, even if the joke is not intended to cause any harm.

So far in my life, I haven’t done a whole lot to help alleviate the suffering faced by those dealing with mental illness; I want to do much more, that’s one of the main reasons I started this blog in the first place. However, I try to be there for my loved ones when they are not doing so well emotionally. I think it’s extremely crucial to educate yourself and others about mental health, so that you can identify warning signs and provide others with the assistance they need because, often times, they are too afraid to ask for it themselves. Additionally, listen to what others say around you; we often get so caught up in our own lives that we unintentionally ignore someone’s plea for help. The awareness and treatment of mental illnesses doesn’t need to be in the form of some large-scale movement; it can be the small action of lending an ear to a friend that makes all the difference.

We’re all human-beings and whether we are suffering from physical health problems or mental illnesses, we need to make it a priority to take care of ourselves and those around us.

Plato once said: “Be kind, for everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.” Especially in the case of mental illness, which is not externally apparent, please be kind and respectful to those around you – you never know what sort of inner battle they are fighting.

What do you guys think? Are people sympathetic to those suffering from mental illness? And if not, do you think that’s one of the reasons people are afraid to seek help from others? 


Basically, I want this blog to be a space where I raise certain issues, and readers talk to one another without feeling judged, share their mental health stories, recommend potential treatments, and most importantly, reiterate the fact that those of us who suffer from mental illness are just as capable of leading healthy, fulfilling lives as those who do not suffer from mental illness. I hope that this blog proves to be beneficial to everyone reading it, whether or not you suffer from mental illness, as mental health in general should be a major priority for all.

That being said, although my blog’s main concern is mental health, I emphasize the fact that mental health does not define you or dictate your life’s path. With an adequate amount of mutual compassion, empathy, and counseling, we can and we will overcome the beast that mental illness is. Mental health, or the lack thereof, will never get the better of us.