Life Is Crashing Everything Around Me, So I Stood My Ground And Tried To Embrace It

There is no other way to do that. And yeah, we cannot make lemonade when life offers us lemons.

I started writing as an escape from the busy, noisy, and extrovert world. Being an introverted kid, I found comfort in writing and found it therapeutic.

Even though English is my third language, my thought process, my feelings, my ideas, and even my knowledge sharing happen best when I convey them in English.

When I started writing publicly, I always thought of sharing the things I had learned about anything from technology to life, documenting them, and publishing them on the internet.

Although sharing about technology in the most comprehensive way has been consistent, sharing about the things happening in my life has stopped since last year.

However, I would like to change that. I would definitely want to share some of the things that have happened over the last two years.

Dad suffered from a Brain Stroke, twice

Last year, this month, my dad had a brain stroke that affected his speech, vocabulary, and tendency to continue a general conversation.

Having served in the Navy of this country, my dad has been physically active throughout his life. In fact, he loved to speak to people about his time in the Navy. Hence, I could never have imagined seeing him struggle to speak, honestly.

For the full year, he had been undergoing physiotherapy, speech therapy, and taking medicinal treatment. While he may never be able to drive, he is learning to write and speak again.

This year, on the last week of June, he had a second stroke. Getting a second stroke within the span of first year is not at all good. He got discharged last week. He is fine but whatever his ability to speak deteriorated.

I work in a different city, and it is 1430 miles (ca. 2,301 kilometres) away. This time, when I got the call from my mom about the second stroke, I panic like a maniac. While I was on the flight, this time around, I was not able to think clearly in any shape or form.

These thoughts will not fade away until my dad recovers completely. I just want him to see strong like he’s always been.

Mom met with an Accident, Lost 4 Teeth

My mother has been the soul of my house. She has been taking care of everything. From taking my dad to hospital visits to buying groceries such as veggies or milk.

We do have certain apps from which we can order fresh vegetables and what not, my mom prefers to go herself.

Well, a few months back, she was hit by a car driven by some teenagers while she was on her scooter with the groceries.

As a result of the collision, she hit her head on the car and then her face on the ground, losing four teeth. The teenagers came out to help, were guilty, and apologized. The public, who saw the incident, was furious at the kids.

My mom, being a mom, said to the kids that nothing happened, she wasn’t hurt, and asked them to leave. She went straight to the hospital, took some tests, and feared some concussion might have happened, but thankfully, nothing serious.

She took medicines for the pain and ointments for her bruises. I was obviously not around, unaware of anything.

When I visited the home a couple of months ago, I saw she had bruises and missing teeth. I was really furious and upset at her for not telling me, and all her reply was, “I didn’t want to bother you because you took so much leave from work due to your father.” This accident happened after my dad’s first stroke.

She didn’t even go to the dentist, as it would be expensive and not that important. I insisted and took her to the dentist. Now she is undergoing dental treatment. I didn’t know it usually takes months for the dental implant procedure to be completed.

I hate when parents, the people who did everything for you, had to bear a pain, but they won’t share that to their kids.

Lost a college friend due to Depression

This one hit really hard. I lost a college friend who committed suicide by drowning in a lake.

He happened to be one of the nicest guys anyone could come across. He was not among my close friends, but we were definitely good friends.

We bonded over football matches, and we used to stay in the same college hostel. We deeply respected each other.

What haunts me is that I was never in touch with him after graduating from college. I wish I was. I never had the slightest clue that he was depressed.

This one took a hit on me. I started feeling guilty that I could have talked with him.

I started calling all my friends, asking about their whereabouts and well-being. It was just recently that I could calm my nerves after reading a book.

Of course, I would still continue to reach out to my friends whenever possible. I think we must undoubtedly reach out to the people we know.

I have several drafts that I wanted to publish, but I chose to share this and honestly, it feels good to share.

It is a fact, that everyone is going through something or the other. It can be tough at times, but we have to embrace the obstacles that life throws at us.

A message to all those who are struggling, I will never know your struggles personally, but I assure you, we are all in this together. To everyone who has gone through unspoken tragedies, I believe you. To everyone who sits quietly in the back of the room while others are enjoying, I see you. To everyone who cries when the whole world sleeps, I hear you. To everyone who is going through pain, I feel you. To everyone who is reading this, you are not alone. It isn’t your fault. You are not weak for crying. You matter. You do deserve love and happiness. Just remember, you are beautiful inside and out the way you are. I am sending my love to you.

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