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In my country, it is utmost impossible to share our mental health issue with other people.
Why, since mental health is still taboo. When people learn about our issue, they will avoid us like plague and the employment world will be closed forever.
The only way to share my issues is through a semi anonymous Mastodon account.
Note: since English is not my native language, I often edit my posts to make them easier to read or to fix grammar mistakes.
This profile is from a federated server and may be incomplete. For a complete list of posts, browse on the original instance.
As an extra, my grandma once called me "devilspawn"
Insert horrifying looks when I tell me friends some "funny stories" from my childhood. :D