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Mental health ; our first priority

It's about mental health. Here are some thing you can do to help your mental health at least a little bit. While reading this, you might think that this is not possible. But you have nothing to lose by reading it. I can't even cover half of what I have to say in this post. But here is something I believe is the most important.

First and foremost is to make sure you don't go into a state of depression. Even if you have, you will be able to return to a normal life. However, it is a difficult task. Therefore, it is better not to go to that state than to struggle to come back after. 

The first thing to do is to avoid unnecessary thoughts, arguments and conflicts and be in peace. Which means, try to stay away from things that affect your mental health, as much as possible. 


Make sure you are in complete control of yourself. Only you know who, what and how  you need things to be happy. 

Just from someone else's opinion, don't just decide that what you're comfortable with is wrong. Again, don't let someone else decide what you shloud be comfortable with. Because, their choice may not be comfortable for you. 

Keep as many people as you can with you. I'm not saying to exclude 'such and such' or to keep 'such and such' people in it.  

Some might say that you should check on other's political views, religion, position or opinions before you make friendship or get associated with them. This is all that I'm saying; bring them along, who brings you harmless happiness. 


No matter how much I say to avoid narrowing down to just one person, all of us, including myself, will screw it up at some stage. Someone always tops our priority list. And it's quite natural. Afterall, we're all humans ! But remember, once that one person is gone, another person will take that place of priority in some other phase of life. 

You might feel difficult to accept when I say this. But I'm sure; the person who is high on your priority list now may not have been a few years ago. In short, if you let those who need to go, you will have space for the one you want to come in. And you'll start laughing again.

Enjoy everything you can. Enjoy all the jokes and the moments. Stop just following those people who make you think anything and everything much seriously (which you might think is the sole right thing). Instead, also join hands with the people who crack jokes, find reasons to laugh or make you laugh.


Why I'm saying this is because, no one in this world tells you or you might not know or might not ask, what are reasons to laugh; but the only thing they tell you is what not are the ones. And I don't think it's a trivial issue. 

If you have had a bad experience of some kind or have had to endure it over and over again, tell whoever you feel like telling them. I know that this 'letting out' is not that easy. But I have to tell this because it is one of the finest ways to find peace. 


The more we can look at things simply and not overdo it, the more peaceful we can be. 

If you can accept everything that happens as it was meant to happen, you will have a lot to escape. As someone said, expectations kill happiness. It will be all okay if we just stop over thinking or expect more about anything. 

Now suppose you go into a state of depression. It is not the end of your life. There will be someone who really loves you and and your presence. But we don't try to find them or just don't see them. 

If you feel like you are shrinking towards one side or going into a stage of depression, do seek proper medical help. Because, I'm sure we all deserve a better, happier and peaceful life !


Wishing you all to have a good day.

Thank you :)





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