Jigsaw puzzles

I guess it’s a good thing that I have always loved solving puzzles, because I face the toughest one yet. Two years ago, I finally went to see a therapist and was diagnosed with depression. My world was crumbling around me. As I tried to balance the different aspects of my life, I lost sight of the most important thing of all. My sense of self. The girl staring back at me from the mirror was a stranger.

I wondered, is she the girl who is battling major depressive disorder, PTSD and anxiety? Or the one who got her MBA at the age of 26 and is now working at her dream job in consulting; the bookworm who dreams of Mr. Darcy; a beloved daughter, sister, aunt and friend; the girl from Bengaluru who now calls Chicago her home; one who loves to close the room door and dance like there’s no tomorrow?

Unfortunately, life is like a jigsaw puzzle where you don’t know what the final picture is going to look like. As I put the pieces together, I realized that the dark pieces didn’t detract from the light. Instead, it made me appreciate it all the more. I started to heal once I accepted that they are both a part of me. My puzzle still has missing pieces but I’m looking forward to finding them.

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