A personal essay · Est. 2026
Coming home
to myself.
A nine-year story of pain, silence, survival, and healing, written for the seventeen-year-old I once was, and for anyone else still searching in the dark.
"You are not ugly. You are not broken. You are not a burden. You are someone going through something extraordinarily hard — and you deserve to know that someone else has walked this road and come out the other side."
— From the blog
About
Why this exists.
When I was seventeen and frightened and had no name for what was happening to my body, I searched the internet and found almost nothing. Especially not in India, especially not from someone who looked like me.
This blog is the space I needed back then. A place of honesty about Hidradenitis Suppurativa. The pain, the shame, the loneliness, and the slow, non-linear road back to a life that feels like your own.
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Honest words
Long-form, unfiltered writing about living with HS. What no clinic appointment will tell you.
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Community
A growing space for people in the UK, India, and beyond. You don't have to explain from scratch here.
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Hope
Not toxic positivity. Just proof, from someone on the other side, that healing is possible.