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An eve teasing incident Can I get your attention a bit? I decided to share something that is very important to me. The time was 7:20 pm. I was walking carefree on the main road in my city. In particular, I was walking outside a well-known private maternity hospital. I was talking on my cell phone and spontaneously looking left and right ... At that time, a group of three boys, 13 years old, was approaching me in the opposite direction from what I had learned afterwards. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed that they were very lively, but I didn't notice that they were looking at me, nor did I suspect that the reason they were lively was me. So the moment we passed each other, both of them ran over me ... they punched me from behind. I immediately hung up the phone in shock. I stopped short and shouted at them, but they obviously ran away. I thought for a second not to pay attention, but really the worst thing I could do was that. Get over it as if it never happened. But why skip it? I am 25 years old, a teacher by profession, and an unemployed teacher, however, this quality is not taken away from me in any way. I have been moving and walking in my city for twenty years without anyone bothering me at such a level. We all experience verbal harassment almost every day.. This I have not yet found a way to deal with ideally, apart from the devaluation. But such a touch? In the meantime, I stood on the steps of the maternity hospital until they lost sight of me and as soon as that happened, I ran as hard as I could after 8 and a half hours of unbearable standing time at work (other work). I grabbed the one who was surprised. I will not go into details about what I did with them (without swearing). It goes without saying that I resented all three orally, making everyone look at us. An elderly gentleman tried to intervene by asking me if I wanted to..... Continue reading https://vigyaa.io/come-on-theyre-just-kids-an-eve-teasing-incident-f07ec507/

Sometimes the only thing you want is space. We teenagers need space more than anyone else. We need it to discover ourselves, to identify ourselves as separate beings, to find out what we like what we dislike, what and who we want to be, to think, to analyse, to deal with our shit, to cry, to take important decisions, to discover our hobbies to make time for them, to be independent, to be mature enough to understand life thing. When parents spy it makes us even more frustrated, angry. And then eventually the suppressed emotions comes out in a sudden breakdown and we can't explain things, we still can't think, we still want to cry, want to be alone. Teenagers are mature enough to understand things, to take decisions themselves and to deal with their life on their own. The desire for privacy is a natural and a healthy process of growing up. We need to separate ourselves from our family not because we hate them now but because we need room to..... Continue reading go here:- https://vigyaa.io/why-we-need-space-23a7c825/

I'm a girl and I'm 17. So it's been about a month of schooling. (We go to school in different and smaller batches and all that stuff due to Corona). We had a testing week and I'm smack at the top of my class. I scored highest in every subject except physics which was off by one mark. So over all I'm first in class. (I'm not trying to show off I'm just trying to put into perspective my situation.) And my maths teacher (in which I'm the highest mark by the difference of about 12 marks) had given us a free period to talk amongst ourselves while correcting some other class's papers. During this correction he called me up to the teacher's table and told me verbatim "Your academics and all are perfect. Good co-curriculars too. But you just seem to be over weight. Try to reduce that and every man will want to get you." Let me tell you idk if I overreacted but in that moment I was so uncomfortable, I could barely speak. I turned red and blabbered something about my medical history and ran to a back corner of the classroom and disappeared by the end of class. And by the way I've been learning dance for 15 years and am a professional. Yes I'm a bit over weight but that's because I have pcos and it's being treated but my problem is that I've always had body image issues. I've always been the "fat kid" and I've learnt to ignore it when it comes up amongst peers and have made many friends who really don't care how I look. But it always stings when it comes from adults other than my doctor and I found that teachers atleast didn't care if I excelled in academics so I thew myself and worked my.. Continue reading go here:- https://vigyaa.io/help-i-find-my-teacher-disturbing-76b16d1b/

Love and Narcissism What to do when you feel the other person is being really selfish and narcissistic in a relationship. Like when you talk, all they want to talk about is their day and what happened to them and how they are but they never actually care about how you are, how was your day or how you are feeling. Obviously if you love someone, you have to be there for them, listen and understand and help them out. But no they don't want your help also, all they want is to vent out or sort of be really descriptive. I mean how much can you listen, there's a limit. I don't want to take any action because I really love that person and I can do anything, even go to the extent of being absolutely numb. He also loves me and he does care about me but why does he use me so much. I feel so exhausted, you have to give me respect and care, you can't just take someone for granted like this. Is it just me being selfish, I don't know, I am trying, but if this continues I will really fall out of love with that person. I have starting to and just because I don't have anyone else right now, I have to continue to be with him but this can't last long. I will burst out one day I think. I feel like hurting him on purpose sometimes for what he does to me. Like cheating on him. He is really narcissistic. I feel like going back to my ex. Who was way more toxic than him but just to hurt him. I know it's really bad for me to think like this but it's just feelings, I would never act upon it. Just wanted to vent out Thank you. To reading more confession like this go here:- https://vigyaa.io/

I've been (19) with my boyfriend (20) for a year now, he has Asperger's syndrome and depression. Recently, in the last 1.5 months, I have been trying to open up the discussion of depression with him, but that has made him nervous. Due to a long distance relationship and especially at this time (he lives abroad) we can't even visit each other and the whole situation has affected us. He says that with my questions about his condition I try to impersonate the psychologist, and that I have forgotten the role of his girlfriend, he also told me that if I continue to do what he hates so much (the discussion about depression) he will want us to break up! He also accused me of doing all this because of quarantine, because I have nothing to do. He has left me speechless, I started the discussion in order to let him know that I am there and I am available for anything but he sees that I am just continuing to do something he does not want to do. Last night, after a fight, again, I decided to stop.... Continue reading:- https://vigyaa.io/being-in-love-with-a-depressed-person-980a65d8/

When we hear of rape we expect victims to be vocal to help them on their journey, to ease their pain and suffering, to understand them better and to ensure it doesn't happen again. But what if for years you've been silenced? Silenced because it's TOO shameful to talk about in your community. Embarrassing because there is heightened misogyny in your community and that the victim might be blamed instead. This is a problem that many Asians face nowadays. Rape, sexual assault or abuse in any form is NEVER the victims fault. The problem with silence is that manifests and grows bigger and affects the victim in day to day life in so many aspects that we don't understand. It manifests and creates a bigger problem, it creates someone who has no one to talk about it without fear of judgement. Silence can never be good for a victim. It does not allow the victim to emotionally heal. It creates anger and anguish. It creates deep resentment to those who are wishing to silence the victim. Why should they be silenced on something that was NEVER their fault? They shouldn't. The way to eliminate this to help victims recover is by listening. Do not compare your life situation. Just listen with your ears. Even if it hurts so much and you don't understand. All you can do is listen. The victim just wants to talk. The tiny voice inside will slowly build and the confidence to talk to someone professional will grow. To all my victims- don't be silenced. Don't live with something that you deem as shameful. What happened to you doesn't mean you were in the wrong place wearing the wrong things. It just means the person you were with was not trustworthy. for more stories go here:- https://vigyaa.io/

I am 17 years old and from a very young age (kindergarten) I remember growing up in a family where there was domestic violence. I remember sleeping and my elder brother woke me up at dawn to leave the house, to run in the middle of the night to go to our grandmother, I remember pictures of my father hitting my mom in front of our eyes. Without mercy, without caring that she is his wife and above all a human being. From my mother's side, no one was helping us. Not even her own mother. My mom couldn't work because my father wouldn't let her because he was jealous. So he offered all the financial support. At the age of 10-11, the noise, violence basically, stopped. A year ago there was a huge uproar (I ended up with my mother and my brother in the hospital), so my mom with all the money she had with her which she had been collecting from him all these years, finally got us and we left. We have changed city and area obviously. We have changed home, environment and.... Continue reading:- https://vigyaa.io/children-who-witness-domestic-violence-suffer-as-much-as-the-vict-6e78eced/

It's been 3 months. I don't know how time passed and the calendar will show April. For me, it stopped somewhere at the end of December. Those dark days, when I was living the last moments with you. You, tormented on a bed, to fight with all your might to become well. I can't realize that you're leaving. I remember that cold corridor of the hospital and that Christmas tree outside the nurses' office, reminding me that it was Christmas and thinking that we would not spend the next holidays together. That night you didn't sing the carols to me, nor did the house flood with the smells of your food and sweets. You fought bravely until the last moment. Like a brave warrior thrown on the battlefield. But the battle was uneven because the enemy was aggressive. It doesn't matter mom, My life has changed and is divided into two chapters. In life with you and in life with your absence. You taught me everything. But you didn't teach me the main thing, to live without you. Nothing is the same. My childhood memory box was sealed. No one else remembers I walked, I never spoke, the first day at school. Did I ever tell you first mom? I miss those afternoons after school. On the way we asked you what... Continue reading go here:- https://vigyaa.io/momyou-left-a-void-that-could-never-be-replaced-e3a190c6/