Mental Health

I thought I was everything but bulimic. Gluten-intolerant. Carb-phobic. A sensitive soul with a sensitive stomach. But bulimia? Definitely not. That word and all other eating disorders were “white girl problems” to me. It was the 100 year old Chardonnay of shitty coping mechanisms that only grew more expensive and detrimental with age. I had … Read More

It was my own fault. I looked to a Bollywood movie for validation; Alia Bhatt as a prettier version of my own hurt for years. Or maybe I wanted something to translate what I had been trying to tell my parents for months — the mainstreaming of mental illness. That this is how your mental health chips … Read More