I have the responsibility to convey the knowledge that is given to me by the Autistic community and most importantly, credit the community with...
Why I call myself a schizophrenist
I have to remind even my loved ones sometimes that I had skills, talents, knowledge and a range of experiences before schizophrenia showed up...
I’m a Dalit woman, and my mental health matters
The existence of this ever-present mandate to be something one is not, so as to constantly prove one's value, even in the most personal of...
I grew up wanting a Bollywood romance — thankfully, life had other plans
BPD amplifies all my emotions, which is wonderful when it comes to the positive ones, but often worrying when it comes to all the ones that...
Recalibrating life: Coming face-to-face with chronic illness
Chronic illness, unending fatigue and pain, change everything. Not just in the more tangible ways but even more in how you begin to barter with...
Heart emojis and high fives: Finding community in a virtual group of fellow women amputees
When I got added to a group called Wonder Women in 2014 by a woman I'd met briefly at my prosthetic clinic, my first reaction was a faint sense...
Review: Porochista Khakpour’s ‘Sick: A Memoir’
The only times I have felt less alone in my body has been through witnessing narratives like Khakpour's. Reading other women on living with...
What access to a smartphone has meant for me as a person living with chronic fatigue syndrome
For those of us who have access to them, smartphones can in many ways build a bridge between a world which isn’t designed for us and a world...
Navigating healthcare as a Dalit, non-binary person with debilitating social anxiety
No amount of therapy worked when I was young. I only met upper caste psychologists and psychiatrists with whom I never felt comfortable...