Any tips before starting yoga classes
I'm totally a begginer

Subh time nhi hai yrr sham ka match I'm joining

Haa khuch tips? Kyunki mein pura begginer hu like pehle kabhi kiya nhi bilkul n body moment bhi kaam hai

Abhi pata nhi class mein kya shiknge pehle

Physical Health

Any books to read when stuck in life

3am Thoughts

Why do relatives even exist?

Anyone here who wanted to talk about this platform? 

Hustle

How the 18 year old girl's daily life looks like?

just relaxed.... as festival season is on

Celebration

How many people here are 35+ age group??🙂

Intro

Any poet here? 

Love

Hi. I'm writing this because this is my last option. I have no option left. I've tried sharing my feelings, but it's hard when no one wants to listen or they just start making fun because I have a "perfect" life. No friends can either believe it or relate to it. No family members try to understand either. 
 Well, what's wrong? 
1. My parents, neighbors, and siblings have been constantly body shaming me since I was 11. Which caused me to sometimes not eat, eat less, and even throw up 6 to 7 times. I always knew i was a bit chubby. But suddenly, what was cute earlier started looking ugly?
2. My friends. They always used to hate me for my scores earlier. And how do i know? They told me themselves. And now, due to some reasons or a group of 5 friends now divided into 4+1 because i had to shift my class due to some reasons. 
3. The siblings of my life [ NON EXISTING ]
My real sibling hated me all my life because he thought i took away his attention. I used to bully me and never involve me in anything. He made me question myself because i wanted to be a boy if he could treat me like a brother. Because he treats my cousins really well. And one boy whom i thought was my brother since kindergarten looks at me other way now. He even proposed to me. And here I lost my last sibling left.
4. A close relative of mine on the maternal side, around 70 80, that time. Had sexually harassed me several times when i was 10. He died within a year after that due to a brain tumor. But the impact still hasn't left. I still don't like to look at bald and old people. I still get very anxious around boys. My whole face becomes red, and my legs start shaking when a boy calls me towards them. I wake up with nightmares of all kinds around the same theme. And i can't keep it all in for long now. And i feel a little embarrassed about talking about it because he is dead. I should move on, right? But i don't know how.


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