It Needs Courage To Read This. (PHOTO-AI) T here is a kind of battle that makes no noise, leaves no visible scars, and yet drains every ounce of strength from within. I know this battle well. It wasn’t fought on the battlefield of KURUKSHETRA as in the Epic MAHABHARATA , but it was fought in one's mind as I fought it in my OWN mind. Where thoughts turned against me, where fear grew louder than reason, where I often felt like I was losing control of myself. While I was fighting these internal demons, the world outside had already passed its judgment. People didn’t see the struggle: they saw the symptoms. They didn’t understand the silence: they filled it with assumptions. To them I was “different” may be even “broken”. Some laughed, some distanced themselves from me, and others simply chose not to understand. What hurt the most wasn’t just the illness — it was the loneliness that came with being misunderstood. I questioned my own reality.…