All stories matter

We hope these stories will inspire you and more young people to come forward and share their own, helping to break down the stigma surrounding mental health.




Earlier I used to say that I suffer from depression, but now I am proud to say that I am a survivor of depression.

February 8, 2018 • Sangeetha Param • 24 • Bengaluru


Life with Mental Illness

In the direst hour of my life, I was not given up on and that is inspiration enough to not give up ever. The turning point might just be around the corner.

February 5, 2018 • Richa Sharma • 25 • Najafgarh


It’s worth it

I decided to give life another chance, and give myself another chance.

January 15, 2018 • Riya Dharne • 16 • PUNE


My Diary

I want to break the stereotype that psychologists can’t face mental health challenges themselves.

November 28, 2017 • Nitika Mehra • 24 • Delhi



What happens when everyday school feels like a struggle, because your bullies are waiting for you everyday.

November 22, 2017 • Rubina Mulchandani • 24 • Gurgaon


Standing Up Now!

What happens when everyday school feels like a struggle, because your bullies are waiting for you everyday.

November 17, 2017 • Meher Kaur • New Delhi


It’s Time To Trust Myself

At some point, i suddenly realised that I had never trusted my path. It had never occurred to me that I needed to let myself flow along the current of my life’s river. But now that I have, and it’s the most strange but soothing content feeling I’ve ever felt for a while.

September 10, 2017 • Vibhor Agrawal • Gurgaon


Prisoner in my own mind

I have always used writing as a tool to lighten my mood, and always believed that my pen and paper were the only ones who would understand me. However, very recently, I shared this poem with a friend, to tell her how I felt. And the experience of sharing was very positive. She suggested that I share the poem with It’s Ok To Talk.

August 23, 2017 • Anonymous • Delhi


Breakups aren’t easy, mine was the worst

Coming out of my long term relationship felt like waking up from a long, long nap. I was disoriented and confused. I was constantly haunted by the idea that I would never find anyone else who loved me as he did… I knew I was going through depression, but I refused to go to a therapist, the stigma around seeking professional help was too much to deal with at that time. I sought my friends instead and even my family; I spoke to them every day. Even though they did not know the details of what I was going through, talking to them calmed me. My friends were the pillars of support I needed most at the time.

June 22, 2017 • Nandini Sen • New Delhi


You can survive this

Anxiety and depression are things that can never be expressed in words. It's a throbbing pain. It's when you are lying on the bed and half of your body is paralysed, you're thinking about how you just want to listen, get out, breathe and let it go but you can't because your body is not with you.

April 28, 2017 • Bhumika Mewati