01/22/2026
I wasnโt going to post this.
But here is someting I wrote regarding My Life, Mental Health and Miraclesโฆ
They say itโs Bell Letโs Talk Day โ Mental Health Awareness Dayโฆ
And my mental health decided to take a full roller-coaster ride: up, down, sideways, and backwards through my physical and emotional body.
What a journey today was.
Wednesday, January 21, 2026 โ Bell Letโs Talk.
Soโฆ letโs talk?!!!
It started at 2:22 a.m.
You know, my favourite sequence of numbers โ especially at that hour of the morning, when the world is asleep and only your brain, filled with intrusive thoughts, keeps you awakeโฆ alongside the physical pain youโve been dealing with for far too long.
You toss back and forth in bed as much as you can, careful not to injure yourself more.
But the cold, crisp winter air blows through the old cracks of the historic building you live in.
A tiny space heater tries its best to warm the cozy room (the Green Room), but since it feels like Antarctica, itโs really just blowing cold air around instead of the nice, warm, calming air you need.
This only makes you more anxious and uncomfortable than you already were.
Restless.
In pain.
And now basically the next Frozen character โ yes, Frozen, with magical ice powers.
Too cold to concentrate on anything.
Canโt even focus on breathingโฆ because all you notice is the cold air leaving your mouth.
So you hide under all the covers, clutching your security blanket โ your hoodie โ the one youโre famously known for wearing year-round.
You try to write your thoughts downโฆ but itโs just mush.
Who will relate?
Who will understand?
Most of all โ who will care?
F**kโฆ at this point โ I donโt.
Morning light peeks through whatever remains of this old, enchanted window.
The cold air continues to creep in.
I hide.
I hide the thoughts.
I hide the tears.
I hide the discomfort.
I am strong.
I am courageous.
I am worthy.
Iโve been through enough.
I am magical.
Nope.
Not today.
Todayโฆ today I break down.
I cry all the tears Iโve held back for so long.
I hold onto my little stuffed animal โ a tiny dog holding a carrot ๐ฅ that my dad gave me years ago.
I try to hold myself together.
But every thought.
Every tear.
Every sniffle.
I feel weak.
I feel dumb.
I feel like a burden.
What is this?
Beep. Beep. Beep.
My phone rings.
Do I have to answer? ๐ค
Iโm a people pleaserโฆ
โHello,โ I say โ through muffled tears.
On the other side of the line is a familiar voice.
One filled with concern.
With heart.
With soul.
With love.
โHow are you?
Did you eat?
Did you call the doctor?
How are you actually feeling?
How is your pain today?โ
With each question, the tears thunder louder.
She listened.
She stayed on the line with me and gently said,
โDrink some water. Take a breath. Itโs going to be okay.โ
This, my lovely readers, was my beautiful Zia (Aunt).
She has always been there for me, one way or another, and I will always be grateful.
For her simple words.
For her shoulder to lean on โ even from afar.
Even when we canโt have our weekly coffee-and-dessert dates right now.
Life is a little crazyโฆ but we still make time to talk. โค๏ธ
The day continued โ and so did the tears.
So did the meltdown.
The physical pain dragged me down too.
I havenโt been kind to myself, or always to those around me, and for that I apologize.
And I deeply appreciate those who have been so understanding โ I will always be grateful ๐ฅน
As I took a moment to calm my mind, my heart, and my soulโฆ
my phone rang again.
This time โ an Angel ๐
I donโt have to explain much here.
Remember the 2:22 a.m. from earlier?
Well, here we were, talking, as this Angel gently brought me back to Earth โ helping me release the tension, talk it out, and form a planโฆ a solution.
And pow ๐ฅ โ miracles happen.
You know what?
Not just a miracle โ but it happened at 2:22 p.m.
Yesโฆ you guessed it.
Right there.
As the Angel helped me work through everything that brought me to this breaking point.
People think I donโt believe in God, the Universe, or something greater.
Iโm here to tell you โ
I absolutely do.
Things will always work out one way or another.
You just have to believeโฆ and believe in yourself.
And maybe โ talk it out.
After all, today is Bell Letโs Talk Day.
My Angels showed up today in more than one way.
Not just with the first call.
Not just with the second.
But with a surprise third call too.
In the moments when you feel like you donโt belongโฆ
When everything feels darkโฆ
The right people and the right miracles will find you.
โDoing well doesnโt mean not breaking down.
It means breaking down without giving up.โ ๐ค
Thank you โ always โ to all of my Angels โค๏ธ
๐ซ๐๐ถ๐ธ๐, ๐ฟ๐๐๐, ๐ถ๐๐น ๐ฏ๐๐๐ ๐ป๐ถ๐
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๐พ๐๐๐๐ to Everyone โค๏ธโ๏ธโค๏ธ
๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ป๐
๐ฎ๐๐ถ๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐พ๐๐พ๐๐
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๐ซ ๐ข๐ฝ๐ช๐ ๐๐ช๐ฐ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ช๐ต ๐ซ
Love Manu โค๏ธ
