Monday, December 17, 2018

Talk it out...

Neeta had almost given up.A long distance relationship, her job and her 1.5 year old kid were becoming too much for her to handle. Day by day it was getting more and more stressful. She hardly had any support at home, her husband was in another city and her child care was not working out well.
" What is the use of all this money , if I am not able to look after Ahana well?" She thought. She came to office thinking about the same and almost collapsed.

Her friends took her to the office doctor. She asked her to relax, gave her glucose and checked her BP. It was on the higher end. Neeta never had BP before. 

The doctor asked her if she had any stress recently. On hearing this question, Neeta broke down again. She told her situation to the doctor and cried her heart out. She said she was constantly worried about managing job and family well, especially her little one. 

The doctor calmed her down. The first thing she told is things take time and she should not panic. She also suggested various alternative child care options. The doctor connected Neeta to a women's support circle. She also suggested Neeta to connect to a psychologist if required. 

Neeta implemented some of her suggestions. Most importantly she decided , she would stay connected with the support group so that she could share her problems. That way she didn't feel alone. Plus when you see so many others going through similar issues, you can learn and support each other. Day by day, Neeta became confident and stronger. She now aspires to start some women's support cells herself.

From a woman who was going to quit her job, to someone who wants to start a womens support cell, neeta has come a long way. If you ask me, what I learnt form her , it is the ability and the necessity to talk it out. If Neeta had not spoken to the doctor, she would have given up long back
Nothing is impossible, don't give up.there is always hope. Talk to the right ppl, do the right things, the right results do follow sooner or later

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