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People perceive me to be happy all the time. And I am, I think. But sometimes, I'd like people to check on me from time to time. I am gazillion miles away from home and recently, I had a mental breakdown in school. I bawled my eyes out inside a quiet a room with my amazing teacher. I felt so ashamed, vulnerable but comforted at that time. She reminded me that it's okay to cry and not be happy at times. I wouldn't know what I would have done that night if I didn't get the chance to talk to her that morning.