The truth behind mental health

  4 a.m. — my dear sleep was compromised, I woke with a jolt, heart beating fast. Tried to drift back, But my thoughts ran wild, spiraling past. I turned to music, Grasped the tune, Hummed along, And let the rhythm fill the room. Oh, my sweet sleep, Where do you hide your grace tonight? I close my eyes, But my mind still circles, chasing light. 6 a.m. now — time to rise, "Come on, lady, don’t be shy." I breathe in deep, I soften the pace, Build myself up with quiet grace.

  Oh, how much more can I say, A piece that flows like a mighty sea Like a bird being set free, To be eternally unchained from this bondage. There’s a fire burning in my heart, Every heartbeat, every breath I took It is like filling my lungs with fresh air, Where, hence has my mind gone to? Breathtaking is sadness that does not last forever, Armed with a sword and a shield I fight this fight till my last breath, With every moment, day and night. All this light that shines so bright, It gives me hope when I am down in the darkest hole. Hand in hand together in combat, I shall win this tremendous battle.  Written by Jocelyn Ng Shu Yee

         Mental health issues are on the rise. We can't deny that eventually. With the number of suicides on the rise, we, as a society should be more empathetic to those who are suffering in silence.        There's a rising concern about those who have an OKU mental card. In recent days, people with this cardholder have been stigmatized and viewed as bad in society.         It's time that we change this point of view.  How do we, as a society in Malaysia, change the public's view on this?       Firstly, we should Raise Awareness through education. Why?  Because once people hear the word "OKU" ( Orang Kurang Upaya ), their first thought is people with physical disabilities. But in reality,  people don't know that there are several categories of disabilities or special-abled people. One of them is the OKU category under mental health. Fast forward, to raise awareness, we can use social m...

  A path I come upon, to no avail, One is light, and one is dim. It crosses my mind, with a choice, A choice that I am hesitant to make. With every decision I try to make, There’s always a doubtful thought. Why is it so difficult? I said to myself, With a heavy heart, and an overthinking mind Heart and mind begin to fight, One is peace, the other is chaos. Oh, how I longed for some peace in my mind, With a burning heart and a fiery stone. A step to make, though fear remains, Whichever path, my feet embrace For every decision being made, importance is there, I make my choice, I shape my place

Living with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) Living with Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) isn’t as simple as I once thought. It’s a challenge I have to face every single day. Wild mood swings are one of the biggest struggles. I can go from happy to sad in an instant—such instability! :( I’ve also faced many broken relationships because I couldn’t keep up with them. Sometimes, I fear that someone I care about might abandon me, which makes it hard for me to set healthy boundaries. An unstable self-image often leads to low self-esteem. This can be dangerous, as it sometimes results in self-harm and suicidal thoughts. That being said, there is hope for those living with BPD. My friends, I hope this story inspires you to see that having BPD is not the end of the world. There are many treatments available. Living with BPD is tough, and I know it’s not easy to cope with. But one thing I do know—there is hope. :) written by Jocelyn Ng Shu Yee  

 Behind the scene,there were negative voices, Oh,how deeply saddened I am to hear it However,today I choose a softer voice, To be kind to myself, this is what I long for. In the mirror, I see a garden, So beautiful and breathtaking  So awe in wonder, I'd rather say, Starting to love myself ,truly embracing it. It is not a thorn nor a problem, But a boundary of bloom to have Saying "no" is not a wall of fear, But it's a yes to my very soul. Accept yourself , I'd gently say, The bright, the broken, the in-between  For now I wear my scars as stars, Proof of battles I've survived. Written by Jocelyn Ng Shu Yee