Our Healers

I have been through ups and down in my life, suffered a lot of mental trauma due to some personal reasons, but my family stood with me like a rock through thick and thin and helped me to get out of my situation, I almost lost hope for everything in my life but when I thought of everyone who loves me and never have let me down, I lift up for them and as each struggle passes by I try to become better and better. I just want to tell you that life will never be smooth and we should prepare our mind for the worst , always look for a bright side and as I also came out of it, I want to hear you and will try to make you feel better and promise not to judge in any case

Four years ago, my cousin got married. The whole family was very happy. But after the wedding, he became a little sad... and without saying anything to anyone, he took his own life. Time went on, everyone was sad, but eventually, they got busy with their own lives. Nothing really changed in anyone else's life... That's why it's so important to talk and share your problems—because your life is the most important thing to you. That's why I never hide any problem from my friends or family. Talking is essential. So come on, let’s talk.

Few years back,I faced a very difficult time when nothing was going right in my life whether it was my career or friendships or relationship.At a point i felt like giving up and had lost all hope about everything but I tried really hard to move forward.Finally things became better and i could see sunshine again. "Sometimes when you're in a dark place, you think you've been buried, but you've actually been planted"

There was someone who once meant everything to me. He made me feel seen, loved, and safe. Every day began with his message and ended with his words. I thought what we had was unbreakable — but I was wrong. One day, without warning, he left. No reason. No closure. Just silence. At first, I kept hoping he’d come back, explain, or at least say goodbye. But he never did. And I was left with a storm of emotions I couldn’t handle. I stopped eating properly, stopped talking to people. I felt lost, empty — like a part of me had gone with him. Everyone said time would heal me. But it wasn’t time that saved me — it was strength. Strength I didn’t know I had until I was forced to stand alone. Slowly, I picked myself up. I found comfort in small things again. I chose myself. Now, I still remember him — not with anger, but acceptance. He was a chapter in my story, not the whole book. And though the goodbye broke me once, it also built me into someone stronger — someone who can finally smile, and mean it.

Once I had a bestfriend with whom i was attached and she was too attached with me. We had fun together very much, our friendship was near about 7 years but after that suddenly a boy came in her life , and her behavior started changing and after that she stopped talking with me , I had tried too much to get again attached with her, tried talking to her but she was ignoring me and i was getting depressed with her this type of behave with me. After that our friendship was ended and now we are no longer friend .

As the eldest among my siblings, I chose to honor my parents' wishes and got married, even though my dream was to pursue a master's degree. I sacrificed my aspiration for higher education, and after marriage, I faced significant financial challenges. Becoming a mother made it even more difficult to step into a professional role. Yet, despite the obstacles, I never lost hope. I kept trying, stayed resilient, and continued to manage myself with strength and determination.

I faced a significant change at 40 when my wonderful family life, took an unexpected turn, when my father passed away. At one point, I even contemplated ending my life, but my child's strength kept me going. Through this experience, I learned that no situation is more important than the person. I overcame these challenges, and if you're currently facing tough times, I want you to know that I can help. I've been through it, and you can overcome it too.

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After nine years together, my boyfriend and I parted ways, leaving me shattered. The emotional breakdown was intense, and my health began to suffer. Being away from family made it harder to cope. Feelings of loneliness, sadness, and uncertainty consumed me. I struggled to come to terms with the loss of our relationship and the future we had envisioned together. Despite the distance from loved ones, I found ways to manage my emotions and navigate this challenging time. I'm proud of myself for coping and slowly rebuilding my life by never giving up with lots of self-love and healing through every trial. I have learnt to prioritize my well-being, nurture my spirit and celebrate my strength. I met testament to the power of self-love and determination.

During a difficult period in my life, I faced emotional struggles including self-doubt, loneliness, and a lack of direction. These challenges deeply affected my motivation and confidence. However, through introspection, seeking support, and staying committed to personal development, I gradually rebuilt my sense of purpose. Pursuing higher education in English Literature and transitioning into psychology helped me rediscover my strengths. This journey taught me resilience, empathy, and emotional maturity—qualities that now guide me in both my personal and professional life.

I loved Prithvi deeply, even across cities, time zones, and endless late-night calls. At first, the distance didn’t scare me — we promised to make it work. But slowly, I found myself fighting alone. Messages became shorter, calls turned into silence, and Prithvi’s heart felt miles further than his body ever was. Whenever I tried to share my fears, he brushed them off with, "You're overthinking." I craved connection; he offered empty reassurances. I sent long paragraphs explaining my feelings; he replied with a single line. Over time, I realized I wasn’t being loved, just tolerated. The worst part wasn’t the distance — it was the loneliness I felt even when he answered my call.One evening, staring at another unread message, I made the hardest choice: to let go of the love I kept begging for. It broke my heart to leave, but it broke my soul to stay. The lesson was painful but clear — love should feel like home, not a battlefield for attention. Walking away wasn’t weakness; it was choosing myself for the first time. I learned that someone emotionally unavailable couldn’t meet a heart ready for real love. And healing, I realized, starts with good bye.

My friend was very sad after a breakup. She cried a lot and didn’t want to talk to anyone. I stayed by her side, listened to her, and reminded her how strong she is. We went on walks, watched movies, and talked about happy memories. Slowly, she started smiling again. I told her that life has many beautiful moments ahead. She began doing things she loved again, like painting and meeting friends. Now, she is happy, confident, and full of life. She always says, “Thank you for being there.” I’m proud I could help her heal and grow strong again.

I was overwhelmed at work, had trouble sleeping, and found myself feeling constantly sad and disconnected from my friends & family. After several months of struggling, I decided to seek therapy. Overcoming anxiety and depression is often a gradual process that involves a combination of strategies, including therapy, self-care, and lifestyle changes. It’s important to remember that recovery is unique to each individual, and seeking help is a powerful first step toward healing. With time and the right support, I manage to overcome my Anxiety.

I was in a relationship for 4.5 years with someone I loved deeply, but that love came at a heavy price. He was controlling, manipulative, and emotionally abusive. I wasn’t allowed to make simple choices—what I ate, what I wore, who I spoke to. Everything had to be under his control. Slowly, I lost myself trying to please him, convincing myself that if I just tried harder, things would get better. I stayed, hoping love would change him, sacrificing my happiness and freedom in the process. But deep down, I knew I wasn’t truly living. One day, after yet another argument over the phone, something inside me shifted. I didn’t fight back. I didn’t beg. I simply decided I was done. That call ended not just a conversation, but the cycle of pain I’d been trapped in. I moved out, told my family everything I had kept hidden for years, and finally chose myself. It wasn’t easy. I started therapy. I turned to yoga and meditation to rebuild my mind and body. Slowly, I healed. Today, I’m free—stronger, wiser, and more loving to myself than I ever thought possible.

In January 2022, there came a day in my life when I met a guy on an online app. He was living in the US and working there. He proposed to me, and I said yes. Our relationship lasted for about a year, and during that year, we only communicated through video calls. He showed me all those dreams that every girl wishes to live. Then one day, In January 2023, at we decided to meet. He was supposed to come to India, meet me, and then talk to our families about our future. I waited the whole day for him, and was filled with joy. But when the day to meet arrived, his phone was switched off. I must have called him a hundred times. Then I went to the mall, hoping that he would definitely come, but he never showed up. That night, I realized that he was only talking to me to pass his time because he couldn't make friends there and needed someone to keep him occupied. He was actually coming to India because he had an engagement. That day, I realized that life isn’t easy. I neither ate nor talked to anyone and just remained silent. During that time, I lost 5 kg of weight. Then I thought that moving on would be the better option, but it took me eight months to move on. He had made a complete joke out of my life, lying to me the entire time. Then one day, I saw his picture, and he had already gotten married. Life is beautiful; you just need good people in it. Now, I am happy and want to help others.

Every evening after work, I walked to a small bench by the lake near my home. It wasn’t part of a fancy park—just a quiet spot with a single tree, the sound of water lapping gently against the shore, and birds that always seemed to be just finishing their songs. I never brought my phone. No music. No podcasts. Just me, the lake, and the silence. At first, I didn’t know why I came there. I have been feeling anxious lately—my thoughts were constantly racing. Work had been overwhelming, conversations felt heavy, and sleep never came easily. But something about the stillness of the lake felt honest. It didn’t ask anything of me . It just was. I noticed small things. How the wind moved differently each day. How ducks gathered in the same corner every evening. How my shoulders relaxed without realizing. One evening, after a particularly long day, I sat down and let out a deep sigh. A woman walking by gave me a small, understanding nod—like she knew what she was feeling. That quiet moment between strangers felt more comforting than a dozen conversations. I still felt stress. Life didn’t magically change. But now I had a place—a pause in my day—where my thoughts could breathe. And somehow, that made all the difference.

There was a time in my life when everything felt like it was falling apart. I was struggling with my studies and started doubting if I was good enough. Around the same time, I went through a painful breakup that left me feeling heartbroken and lost. Some close friendships also started to fade, and I felt very lonely. I cried a lot and often wondered if things would ever get better. But slowly, I started taking small steps to help myself. I focused on one thing at a time and gave myself the space to heal. I realized that it’s okay to lose people and make mistakes, it doesn’t mean I am a failure. With time, I became stronger, more confident, and kinder to myself. Looking back now, I feel proud of the way I fought through those hard days and grew into a better version of myself.

During a critical period near my final semester exams, I experienced the loss of my grandmother alongside personal challenges in friendships and family. Despite the emotional strain, I chose to channel my energy into self-improvement. I developed resilience, prioritized mental well-being, and cultivated emotional intelligence skills that not only helped me excel academically but also shaped me into a more grounded and empathetic individual. This experience marked a turning point, reinforcing my commitment to personal growth and helping others through psychology.

I lost my father when I was just two years old. At that age, I didn’t even fully understand what loss meant, but life changed forever. My mother became my world—my strength, my guide, and my protector. She carried the weight of both roles, raising me single-handedly with love and determination. Every struggle she faced, she faced for me. Growing up, I saw her sacrifices, her silent tears, and her endless courage. Today, whenever I look back, I realize that though I lost one parent, I gained a hero in the other. My story is not just about loss,it’s about resilience, love, and the unbreakable bond between a mother and child.

My Journey from ICU to a Leadership Role A year ago, life hit me harder than I ever expected. I battled COVID-19 and ended up in the ICU, fighting not just for my health, but for my future. The moment I was discharged, still weak and recovering, I was asked by my company to resign. It felt like everything I had worked for was being erased in an instant. Many people told me to move on, to find another job, to leave the company that didn’t stand by me during my toughest time. “This is not the right place for you,” they said. But deep down, I believed otherwise. I believed in myself. With unwavering confidence and unshaken self-esteem, I made a decision—I would stay. Not to prove others wrong, but to prove to myself that I could rise again. I pushed myself every day, gave my best, and slowly, step by step, rebuilt what I had lost. And within just one year, I was promoted to a high position. The same place that once asked me to leave had now recognized my value. My journey taught me that our setbacks don’t define us—our resilience does. Never stop believing in yourself, even when the world doubts you. Because sometimes, the most powerful comeback comes from the quietest inner strength

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I had an emotional breakdown when I heard that my son had to go through a medical procedure twice in a year and had to leave him and been admitted in different places through the COVID 2021 phase...... 2019,2020,2021 had a tough time for me and had to stay strong for the family and my son especially... These 3 years have shaken my physical and mental health drastically..... Which I have overcome with the support of yoga.

I met a guy online and started dating him but it was a long-distance relationship. While it was all good initially, gradually he started ignoring calls & messages & left me anxious in another city. Amid the pandemic, I was even ready to shift cities for him, but one day he left me & decided to break up over an email. Yes, an email. Although I had relationships before I met him, I thought I would take it to the finish line with this guy. Being the most empowered & independent woman among my friends & family, for the first time in life - I broke, & it was hard. It took me three months & I would say I am healed & in peace. I understood my self-worth & got my self-confidence back. Let's connect.

There was a time in my life when everything felt heavy. I smiled on the outside, but inside I was breaking. Expectations, failures, and loneliness often pushed me to tears. I remember nights when I felt completely lost, wondering if I would ever find strength again. But slowly, I chose to heal. I realized that my emotions didn’t make me weak — they made me real. Step by step, I learned to express, to let go, and to rebuild myself. Every breakdown I once had became the foundation of my confidence. I stopped doubting myself and started embracing who I am. Today, I don’t hide my scars; I wear them as proof of how far I’ve come. I didn’t just survive my emotional struggles — I rose above them, stronger, calmer, and more confident than ever.

There was a phase in my life when I felt completely lost in terms of relationship and career. Everything seemed heavy, and I doubted if I had the strength to go on. But instead of giving up, I chose to take one small step at a time. Slowly, I turned my struggles into lessons and my pain into power. Today, when I look back, I realize it wasn’t the tough times that defined me, but the resilience I showed to overcome them.

Last year in November , my husband met with an accident. He was diagnosed with a traumatic brain injury. We came out of that phase stronger than ever and we are still fighting with the changes each day. This incident taught us how life can change and how to derive peaceful and positive moments from the situation. Just positive✌?

It began with one step: learning to listen. To my body. To intuition. To the energy that speaks in silence. As I healed, I realized my path wasn't just about my own recovery—it was about helping others remember their own light. Today, I hold space for deep transformation. Whether through energy work, intuitive guidance, or simply being present, I help others reconnect with themselves—body, mind, and spirit. Healing isn't a destination; it's a homecoming. And I'm honored to walk that path with you.