Insomniac gibberish

So I morphed into an owl 3 days back.

That’s what happens when I suddenly get too serious about life. Well I’m serious mostly but it was another level of seriousness.

Today I’m have made extra efforts to sleep early and am really hoping to drop any moment.

It’s only 1 45 am here.

I will be a winner if I sleep by 2

Or I will morph into a zombie from an owl this time.

Well.

May, mental health awareness ended. I did some 31 or 32 reblogs I will run a recap tomorrow.

Some I have lost while saving if anyone shared a link and it’s not been reblogged please let me know. I will be going through whole wordpress hunting for them after 10 to 15 days. That’s after Eid.

The whole reblogging process taught me a lot.

And I found out you guys are brilliant writers!

I loved reading and sharing your words and it was an experience for me.

Mental health awareness is more of a lifelong cause for me. I know this is something that still in initial stage.

We still can’t talk about mental illnesses without making people uncomfortable.

But then that’s what has been happening in medical history.

People take years to accept that a condition exists then the journey of finding cures begin.

In most places it’s still an alien concept or a shameful secret.

I can’t talk about my family’s mental health struggles.

And I realise it’s ok unless you are sure you wont be facing cruel judgements.

It’s a lifelong battle and I’m just doing what I can.

And I’m hopeful soon I will be able to do more practically.

I think okay to keep your vulnerability to people you trust.

That’s why I love this place. That’s why I’m protective of this place and my fellow bloggers.

Well.

These days I’m talking dad almost everyday.

In a random discussion I said “why don’t I see some progression in our culture when every new generation is richer and more educated and more aware of the world. Why don’t i see mindsets change. Why do we have to keep dealing with same century old shit?”

He said “because even after education and awareness and access to technology these new generation end up being swallowed by the same system. They are shaped into something valuable but they have to work and get and raise families in same old decaying system”

And that answered a lot.

I know times are changing. But don’t know when it’s going to reach my part of the world.

But I’m hopeful. At least I’m doing my part where I can.

What if we all start doing it. Dedicate our little part to a bigger purpose?

Then change is bound to happen.

But only when we really want it to happen and do something about it.

That’s all for now.

Take care guys!

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Kindly visit my post Warriors Invited To Raise Mental HealthAwareness where I am inviting Mental Health Warriors to submit their blog’s address so that we can join hands to control this wildfire.

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Here’s the link to my post about the book –All About Swinging Sanity