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सत् चित् आन्द
Lulu Lemon yoga.
Over the years (and by that, I mean the past couple or so, but it feels longer), I’ve tried my best to be open about what I’ve gone through: I had a suicide attempt, I was hospitalized, I went through hell, and now I’m a lot more in control of my illness thanks to yoga. If that puts people off, whatever. I didn’t need them in my life anyways. But on the flip side, I’ve noticed people being inspired by my story.
I’ve gone to yoga workshops/classes/what not where you go around the room and say, “Hi, my name is blah-di-blah and I’m here for this reason.” You hear all sorts of stories about what drew people into yoga and in turn, the yoga community, for the most part, is pretty open to just about anything. So of course, me being me, I openly discuss now what I’ve been through, for it’s an essential part of why I actively do yoga.
Now let me tell you - I was petrified at first. Absolutely freaking scared to death. I didn’t want people to look down upon me or think there was something wrong with me or I belong locked up in a looney bin or whatever. I didn’t know. Instead, over time, I’ve received the polar opposite reaction. I’ve had people come up to me and tell me how inspiring my story is and how much they admire my strength to speak about it freely. I’ve even had others ask if it was alright for them to share my story with loved ones they knew who were also suffering.
And even lately, I’ve been receiving more and more messages on tumblr from people remarking about it positively. And I truly am touched by such words to the point that I want to put a paper bag over my blushing face. You all are just too kind.
But with all of that said, it feels… weird? Something like that? I mean, I didn’t go through everything I went through to inspire others. I went through everything because I had no other choice. I had to fight and find a reason to love myself again. And not everyone who’s been through what I’ve been through can say that. I’m extremely fortunate to be stable and manage everything in a healthy fashion. And I share my stories not to make people go ooo and aaah, but because it’s the truth. Because I think of the people who are still suffering and can’t voice their own stories without people looking down upon them.
So I guess what I’m trying to say is that my story/life is no different from all of yours. Everyone has their own battle(s) to face in life. We ALL can be strong and courageous and inspire. I want to give giant hugs to all the lovely people who send me messages saying they wish they could be as open/strong/resilient/grounded as I am and tell them YOU CAN BE! If I could chip off little pieces of myself and hand them out to people so they could feel that way, I would. All I can do is say that you’re all awesome and inspiring and strong.
Again, thank you to you all who have greeted me with such beautiful words. I’m forever grateful for that. Inspiring people was never my initial goal, but I’m so flattered to hear that I’m touching people some how. You are all super awesome. Namaste <3