My depressed state

I feel like

I am sinking

deeper and deeper

I am  gasping for air

I am clinging to an iron rod

My heart is in my throat

I open and shut my moth

I yearn for a life

But all I feel is death

My vision of my life when I am older

   

I am grateful for the life given to me. I am grateful for all my blessings. I love myself the way I am but that doesn’t mean I don’t want to improve my general image or my lifestyle. Life demands change from you. I want to have a successful career when I am older. I want to get rid of my mental diseases to improve my health. But this is not my main aim. My main aim is helping others. I have dedicated my life to my beautiful country Pakistan and to her people. She needs me. Whatever I am today and whatever I will be tomorrow is because of this country. I can’t leave it in the time of crisis.

    As I suffer from OCD and depression, I want to open a free mental institute for people who need guidance and enlightenment regarding the mental health.  This institute will spread awareness and will tell the world that mentally disable people are also humans and they deserve a normal life.

    And the next important thing for me is to open a street children foundation. The street children ratio in Pakistan has increased dramatically. My eyes are filled with tears whenever I see them. It is heart breaking. I feel helpless as I can’t do anything except give them a little money. They need much more than money. They deserve a perfect childhood full of hugs, teddy bears and pretty toys. They deserve healthy food, shelter love, care and above all a good education. Many street children work in the houses of rich people where they are often maltreated. I want to help them. I wish my this dream come true not for my sake but the sake of the future of people living in this country.

At the end I want you guys to help anyone who needs your help. This is not only for developing countries but also for the developed countries. Needy people are everywhere. Start the act of kindness even if it’s small for no act of kindness is ever wasted.

Tell me in the comments how would you like your life to be when you are older 🙂

My “mind things”

My  head pounding fierecheely

My thoughts swirling in a large circle

They are making me  dizzy, nauseatic

“Stop, please stop”, I cried

But all in vain

I wait for some miracle to happen

Because I know this mental disorder

wont leave me easily.