S.O.S. situation? Here’s a helping hand:

By S.W. (Nawfar)

This is for anyone, ANYONE out there, looking for a reason to draw the blade out. To drink the dreaded poison. To jump off the edge. To leave, to give up. YOU ARE IMPORTANT. YOU ARE LOVED. YOU ARE NEEDED. It will get better. It might seem like there is no light at the end of this tunnel right now, but it is there. I’ve been where you are, myself. I’ve been pushed to the deepest dungeons of Depression, throttled by the tremors of Anxiety and attempted to leave everything behind, just so I could finally have peace.

But trust me, the most lucrative and appealing choice of Suicide, to someone captured by the Demons of their Mind, is NEVER EVER the right one to make.

It might promise you peace and closure, but all it does is to shred your loved ones to pieces, bit by bit, thrust them into the captivity of the same demons, and raise the sword of Guilt and Despair over them.

Not to mention, you would’ve upset the intricate balance of Nature, by setting off a deadly chain reaction, that might, had you chosen differently, have never taken more lives.

You matter.

Every life matters.

We’re here for a reason.

We’ve been born with a purpose.

Of fulfilment. Of happiness. And of Eternal Peace if we succeed at our goals.

Doesn’t matter if you believe in God or not. The fact is, you’re here, and the World needs you. Just, just don’t pull the trigger yet. Don’t let the last breath slide away into nothingness.

Every breath counts. Every life is valuable.

We’re all a family. We’ve been created and are being propelled by the same force of Nature. Of God. Of Humanity.

Don’t let, what could be a reason for your strength and wisdom, be the ornament of your grave.

Don’t let your difficulties kill you.

They can potentially make you the best.

And always remember, no matter who you are, where you come from and what you’ve been through, I, as a person, as a member of Humankind, will ALWAYS BE HERE FOR YOU.

Even if I don’t know you or your demons, I shall help you make the journey of NOT LETTING GO as much easier as I can.

If you ever feel lonely, dejected and worthless, like you have no reason to live anymore, REMEMBER – YOU DO.

It’s that I CARE ABOUT YOU. Irrespective of what you mean to me.

I WANT YOU HERE.

And I WILL do ANYTHING and EVERYTHING in my power to NOT LET YOU QUIT. I’d like to conclude with a quote by one of my idols, Jared Padalecki, “When life beats you down, NEVER GIVE UP.

ALWAYS KEEP FIGHTING!”

Sincerely yours,

Shaista

Unrequited

by Aiaran Radnay

The truest forms of love are probably the unrequited ones – the fire that burns one sided, readily sacrificing oneself for the other; the other who doesn’t notice.

How common it is to see these one sided lovers – maybe a man, who would lay down his life for the woman he loves, only for her to choose another. Or a young girl, fighting against the whole world for the sake of her love, the love that isn’t even returned.

We often romanticize the concept – how beautiful the idea is, one pining for the other for the rest of their lives.

Ever heard of the Hanahaki Disease?

The fictional disease that claims the unrequited lovers as its victims; when their beloved doesn’t return their feelings, flowers bloom from the victim’s chest into their mouth. They cough up bloody petals, suffering until at last their love is returned, or they succumb to their illness.

It does have a beauty to it. the angst of a one-sided love, the pain of the victims suffering; the desperate hope that maybe they will be loved back, and that heartbreaking sorrow when it all goes to vain. Sure, it is a beautiful concept in fiction; but in real life you’d have to be a sadist to derive pleasure from something like that.

After all, they deserve the love and happiness in life too, don’t they? Why must they settle for only the far-away smiles and the cherished memories?

These questions plague us too, the one-sided lovers, wondering why not me? and yet we’re hypocrites; we’d gladly settle for the moments of cherished smiles and happiness in our beloved’s life.

This Unrequited love is perceived in many forms by people all over the world. Well, I see it as a fire.

This fire – so desperately buried, hoping it would die; but it only grows stronger, desperate and hungry – consumes one from within.
And yet we live, we broken lovers; in pain and longing, we live.
Wishing our love be returned.


How many of us are truly thus? Ready to selflessly love someone who’d never return it? 

What It Means Being In A Fandom

By B.K. (Kodbro)

There are two different types of people. Those who are interested in fandoms and those who aren’t. To those who are, we know what it means to be in one. But how do you explain that to someone who doesn’t?

Becoming part of a fandom is like becoming a part of a family. One who doesn’t judge you. One you can cry with and laugh with. The characters of that show, movie or book become a part of you. If you find yourself obsessing over a fandom, embrace it. It is also a way of connecting with other fans all over the world.

We are all nerds. And we are all fans of something. It is nothing to be ashamed of.

The real reason we do this is to escape from reality. Cause let’s admit it, reality is a bummer. When it hits you hard in the face, you just want to hide away from the rest of the world which we do by getting engrossed in our fandoms.

Now I know what that may seem like to some. But with the technology we have nowadays constantly growing and developing, it just becomes another form of entertainment. It’s a way of making us feel belonged in the world. And in return, us fans can contribute our appreciation for them by creating fanart, fanvids and fanfics.

It is a way of creating theories, originally known as Fanons, that fans come up with on something that happens in their fandom which hasn’t happened yet and may possibly still occur.

Being part of a fandom means you’re not alone. You could be yearning for something more than just your ordinary life if you find yourself in one. I know I do. It can open up doors to endless possibilities of what the world could or not be like. And when we lose a character that has become dear to us, it is like losing a part of ourselves. This happens of how you related to the character or sometimes they are just so inspiring that it changes the way you think.

It can change who you are. For good or for bad. That’s what it means.