Dear Mr. Wil,

First and Foremost; I’d like to thank you very much for sharing your experience. As enlightening as it is for me to read and appreciate the courage for you to share this; it fills me with great joy that there is someone out there who feels the same way I did for many years and having no understanding of why it was so.

I too struggled with the hardship of dealing with people with the inability or ignorance to understand how hard it was for me to get through day to day activities. Of how a simple remark such as “You hair looks funny”, would crumble my self-esteem.

Of how lonely it felt to not be able to articulate my thoughts and feelings to others; a feeling I dealt with by driving people away and finding peace in Isolation.

I too dealt with a loving family’s inability to grasp the wave-length my brain functioned on. Of how hard it was to explain very simply things and how they affected me.

Of how since the mere age of 14; I’d cry myself to sleep every night. At times I would shove my head under a pillow and hope that it would suffocate me during my sleep. All this felt completely worthless, and so did I.

Until one day; a lovely man who I worked for, at the age of 24, Recommended I go see a Psychologist. It was the first time I’d been to a psychologist and felt like maybe my boss felt I was mentally insane.

To the contrary, my boss was an angel in disguised that had just saved my life. It opened a world of possibilities for me and convinced me that medication was not something to be ashamed of.

It changed my life, I started going to the gym, became more sociable, took care of my personal health and hygiene; but most of all it gave me the courage to finally recognise that this was something I had to deal with and working my way through it was being sensitive and acknowledge people around me.

For better or for worse, always seek out for help and help those around you.

Speak and choose your words carefully, is what I learnt, because one can never estimate the sensitivity to which one’s words may impact another soul.

Kind Regards and Much Love,

Nabeel.

I failed to learn the piano, so I decided I’d play the keyboard instead. //All aboard the Crazytrain.

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