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Allhumdolillah! I am at a much better place since my last post with series of lab tests, utlrasounds, a mammogram and some other really scary tests, and a gut wrenching anxiety of results. I am doing well thankfully everything was clear except low iron levels with vitamin d3 deficiency. These deficiencies are now on their way to recovery. It is worth noting that I have been struggling with intense brain and physical fatigue since 2019 but not a single doctor was able to identify my problem. Once somebody is diagnosed with depression or anxiety then every health issue they complain about is looked from the psychological lenses. Nobody asked me to check iron, vitamin b12 or vitamin d3 deficiencies even my mum who is a dermatologist always assured me that I am fine and this weakness is just a phase.   It was a phase alright, it engulfed almost 8 years of my life pushed back my career and research ambitions.  This is not the case alone with me but there are many people who silentl...

Monday Sickness & Work Life

Before saying anything else I shall first thank all of you from the depths of my heart for showing me your immense love towards our blog. All I can say is that I am humbled but at the same time I also feel more responsible for what I shall write.

The sleep once again dominates the mind but there is also a desire to talk and until that is done it shall keep me restless. I thought that today I shall be in a better form yet the body is still exhausted from the works of yesterday and some of its continuation today.

Fridays are great, Saturdays are exceptional but Sundays they depress me or drains me of all the energy. It could be due to the Monday which shall soon barge in and signals to us another week of work and interaction with an outside world. If I ever to get in power I am going to make Monday an optional holiday without any pay cuts. For me this week is going to bring with itself several prospects of work but how much fruitful they are it is yet to be seen.

There was a time when I urged every girl I met to become a lawyer and now with my tough experiences, highs & lows, thick & thin in the field this is one suggestion I consciously avoid giving. Its beyond any doubt that the main fields of life are male dominated and to survive in that atmosphere and at the same time learn, grow and maintain your dignity are one the most hardest things to go through. By no means I am saying that all men are dreadful but it’s also true that its difficult for a woman to keep her existence. Fortunately most of the people I worked with provided me the space to learn and to grow and gave me their utmost respect nevertheless not everyone is that lucky.

Feminists might label this as blasphemous yet after understanding few realities of life I suggest girls to not work until either they have financial requirements to meet or they are crazy passionate for their work and our strong as persons; anything in between that is a big no-no.

However, one must strive to get educated because it is a beautiful power, it gives you wisdom and understanding so acquire the jewels of knowledge from wherever you could.

And now I really need to get some sleep or else….

Love,

Sonya. (Day 91)

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My Two Cents

Allhumdolillah! I am at a much better place since my last post with series of lab tests, utlrasounds, a mammogram and some other really scary tests, and a gut wrenching anxiety of results. I am doing well thankfully everything was clear except low iron levels with vitamin d3 deficiency. These deficiencies are now on their way to recovery. It is worth noting that I have been struggling with intense brain and physical fatigue since 2019 but not a single doctor was able to identify my problem. Once somebody is diagnosed with depression or anxiety then every health issue they complain about is looked from the psychological lenses. Nobody asked me to check iron, vitamin b12 or vitamin d3 deficiencies even my mum who is a dermatologist always assured me that I am fine and this weakness is just a phase.   It was a phase alright, it engulfed almost 8 years of my life pushed back my career and research ambitions.  This is not the case alone with me but there are many people who silentl...