“Do you know how it feels when your mother says, ‘Please die, I can’t watch you like this’? I do. I was 13 when I wore the India blazer, a boy from Panchkula playing snooker. My parents were proud. Maa told everyone about her son, the prodigy. I had medals, a scholarship, stayed in fancy hotels, flew to different cities; I had everything. By 18, I wasn’t that boy anymore. I was a drug addict. My friends had already been using, but I thought I was stronger. Then, all it took was one hit of heroin

It's that season again....When distance frrls colder, and warmth is found in borrowed socks, soft vests, anf the quiet comfort of a hot water bottle❤️ | Carol Your Health Coach