I can’t begin to describe the sort of obstacles that I faced when for the first time I stepped out of my school life. I started observing, how for people, colour, look, and class mattered the most. It happened everywhere and still happens and most of the time we don’t realize that we are being discriminative to other people. I was called names, in the college function, I was nominated in the worstdress up category. My classmate said, “I am untouchable.” Another said, “my Facebook post doesn’t get many likes.” It hurt me like never before. I was already growing up in a dysfunctional family. I experienced trauma and pain from my parents’ continuous fight for stupid things. I experienced episodes of epilepsy attacks. All these made me depressed and lonely. It took a toll on my mental health. Slowly, slowly I started cutting myself off from them. I thought I am at the wrong place or with wrong people. In fact, there were many people who spoke negatively about the place where I come from. This is the very reason I never tell where exactly I live and whenever my friends offer to drop me at my place, I deny or fabricate a lie. I didn’t want to feel like this anymore, or ever again. So, I changed. I have invested a lot to time in the past three years to make myself presentable and optimistic person. I feel confident and smart now. I have also made a whole new set of friends who like to explore life rather than merely living it. I have received compliments like ‘You are a star, you have a beautiful mind, I enjoy your company.’ Today, I am a headstrong person, and there is no way that I would bow down to any insult. I have come a long way but there are still many things I am working on to improve myself and to make love, trust, and acceptance as my mantra. I just want to tell you guys that it’s ok to be not ok but it’s not ok to not seek help. Talk about it. Your story could change a life.