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I don't recognise myself anymore... I hate the body that I'm living in. And I hate that I hate it. My mind feels like a hurricane of self-hatred, and the harsh truth I have to face is that I've gained weight and I don't look like I used to. The weight gain came as a byproduct of my mental health medication. It's funny how something that gave me peace and mental stability simultaneously fractured my self-image. Medication quieted the storm inside my mind, but it changed the landscape of my skin. My thoughts are clearer, but my reflection is heavier. It's a strange paradox: being grateful for survival, but also mourning the version of you that you recognised. Sometimes I feel ashamed for grieving it, because this body is the way it is because I survived. But the gratitude and grief are both valid, and both deserve space. Looking in the mirror is a painful and excruciating experience for me these days. I feel like a foreigner in my own body, like I'm living in someone else's skin. I don't just see the weight when I look at myself. I see a stranger - a lost, confused, grieving girl who can't figure out how to love this new version of herself. Weight gain isn't just physical - it's the grief of clothes that no longer fit, of photos that feel uncomfortable to look at, of a body that no longer matches how you feel inside. It's tough to explain how disorienting it is to feel so detached from your own reflection, like your mind and body are no longer speaking the same language... It hurts. - But what I'm slowly realising is, that self-love isn't a feeling that magically blossoms from thin air. Self-love is built in the small, quiet actions that you take every day. It's in nourishing your body with food and water even when you feel you don't deserve care. It's in letting yourself rest when life gets chaotic. It's in gently moving your body instead of punishing it. Self-love is powered by these seemingly miniscule actions. But those actions, they carry magnitudes of love. Another thing I'm realising is, that our bodies are extraordinary. My body carried me through mental health episodes, sleepless nights, medications, trauma, and moments I wasn't sure I'd survive. It breathes for me when I forget to. It keeps my heart beating when I feel numb. It fights off infections, heals cuts, and keeps me alive without asking for permission. I've spent so much of my time and energy hating my body, but I have never stopped to admire how magical it is. Even through all the hatred I threw at myself, my body never stopped loving me. So yes, I still feel like an outsider in my own skin. I still don't love what I see in the mirror. But I'm slowly learning to respect my body. It has been there for me through all the highs and lows. It allows me to dance, sing, and even cry. It's the one constant I will always have in life - the least I can do is respect it. My message for today is that loving your body doesn't start in the mirror. It starts with small, quiet acts of self-kindness. We can't hate ourselves into loving ourselves - but we can choose compassion, one day at a time. Lots of love, Sach x

There are days when everything feels heavier. Some days fold in on themselves. The light feels dimmer, your breath feels heavier, and your own thoughts echo louder than ever. On days like these, it's terrifyingly easy to give in to the darkness, to forget the truth and believe that this single, aching moment is the whole story. But a bad day, or even many, does not equate to a lifetime. A bad day is a cloud passing through the sun that still shines brightly. The cloud may feel colossal, sinister, and overpowering... But that cloud can never extinguish the sun. A bad day may slow you, bend you, exhaust you, but it can never define you. It can never erase the laughter you've lived, the progress you've made, or the hope that flickered in you yesterday and will return again tomorrow. Do you know what a bad day means? It means you're alive . It means you're still here, still fighting - and that matters more than anything. The difference between a bad day and a bad life is simply the fact that... one ends. The other doesn't. And your life? It's still inundated with pages you haven't written yet. There are still so many memories to make, so much love to experience, and peace so serene that you cannot even fathom it yet. It's okay to crumble today. You're allowed to feel lost, scared, or even numb. But don't mistake the weight of today for the shape of your entire life. Your story is bigger than this hour. Your heart is greater than this heaviness. And your strength? I cannot begin to quantify how strong you are. Keep remembering, that the light will always return. The tide pulls back. The pain will fade. Remember that emotions have motion - everything is temporary, and nothing remains stagnant forever. Hold onto hope, faith, and magic - because they exist. Not in the way that fairy tales told us, but in the way that we get to experience life. There's magic in the way our heart beats, the way we breathe, and the way we love and dream. Every fibre and cell in your body is fighting for you, and that in itself is magical. Let this day be what it is - a passing shadow. Don't give it the power of a lifetime. You are still becoming. You are still unfolding. You are still here . And that alone is proof that your life is so much more than today. With all my love, Sach x

If you're reading this, it means that you made it to a point that you once deemed impossible. You overcame the hurdles thrown in your way and you're still here. I hope you're somewhere safe, basking in all the joy that life has to offer, and breathing easier than the girl I am today. I wonder what you've carried with you through the years - the scars, the lessons, the laughter. I wonder, do you still look in the mirror and see a stranger? Or have you found a way to come home to yourself? Right now, it's August 2025, I'm 23 years old, and some days still feel impossibly heavy. For 11 years, I have carried hurricanes in my soul, lived through nights that seemed endless, and fought battles no one else saw. But even here, even now, there is hope hiding in my heart. Writing to you is proof of that - proof that I believe in a tomorrow worth fighting for. I hope you're proud of me. Proud that, through every tear shed, I didn't give up even when it felt tempting. Proud that I kept choosing life, even when my mind told me otherwise. Proud that I turned pain into purpose, that I started building Serenity not just as a brand, but as a sanctuary for me and others. Future me, I hope you still laugh at the silly things. I hope you still sing too loudly when your favourite playlist is on. I hope you haven't lost the wild, carefree part of you that dances like no one's watching. I hope you're grateful for all the luxuries you have, and for how far you have come. And I hope you remember that life isn't about survival, that life is meant to be lived, felt, and cherished. I hope you're surrounded by people who see you - really see you - and love you in the strong and steady way you always deserved. But I also hope that you've built enough strength to stand tall on your own, to know your worth without needing anyone to confirm it. I hope you've kept fighting for your dream - a home for those who are hurting, a place where no one feels alone in the darkness. Serenity by Sach is just a seed right now, but I hope you've nurtured it into something bigger than yourself. And if it's still blooming, that's okay too - flowers take time to grow. I also hope, that if life hasn't gone exactly the way we dreamed, that you're gentle with yourself. I hope you know that growth isn't linear, and healing is not a straight road. I hope you remember that each obstacle you face is teaching you something, and that you welcome each lesson with open arms. I hope you maintain faith, and trust that even the detours and delays are leading you somewhere meaningful. But most of all, I hope you're at peace with who you are. Not a polished, perfect version of yourself, but the real you. The one who has scars and stories, laughter and losses, light and shadows. Even now, I'm still learning that all of those belong. All of it makes us who we are, and we are pretty awesome. So if you're reading this, just know that I am rooting for you, that I love you, and that I'm ever so proud of you. Know that through all the storms, clouds, and rain, the sun will eventually shine through. With love, Sach x

Welcome to Serenity by SACH. Serenity is a mental health blog dedicated to providing support, tips, and stories related to dealing with mental health issues. Welcome to Serenity by SACH Serenity is a mental health blog dedicated to providing support, tips, and stories related to dealing with mental health issues. Here, you will find a safe space to explore personal experiences and gain valuable insights into managing mental health challenges. My mission is to offer a platform where individuals can find comfort, share their stories, and access resources to navigate the complexities of mental health. Through a combination of personal narratives, advice, and community support, I strive to create a nurturing environment that promotes understanding, acceptance, and resilience. Join me on this journey as we shed light on various mental health issues and empower one another with knowledge and compassion. Together, we can break the stigma and foster a sense of serenity in the midst of life's challenges. About Me My name is SACH I wanted to start this blog to create a safe space for anyone struggling with their mental health. I myself have struggled with my own mental health as I have Bipolar Type 1. I have always been passionate about this and I have finally created an outlet for me to express my devotion to bettering mental health. I am by no means an expert, and I am still a work in progress, but this blog is to share my story and what I've learnt along my journey, and to help others in the best way I can. Read My Story

Mental health blog. A safe space for all things mental health and reducing mental health stigma. Personal stories to help you find your serenity. Welcome to Serenity BY SACH A space dedicated to mental health, wellbeing, and finding your inner peace. Here, we embrace honesty, growth, and hope, as we tackle the challenges of the mind, mental health stigma, and celebrate the resilience of the human spirit. Whether you’re seeking support, inspiration, or a sense of community, this is the haven for you. Let’s grow together, one step at a time. Explore Blog Latest Articles A's Story with cPTSD and Self-Harm I have been surrounded by mental health professionals my whole life, maybe that’s why it took everyone so long to figure out what was... 4 days ago 5 min read 5 0 comments 0 1 like. Post not marked as liked 1 Where did the old me go...? There's a version of me I haven't seen in a long time. She was light. Silly. Chaotic. A little weird. She laughed with her whole body.... May 13 2 min read 28 0 comments 0 4 likes. Post not marked as liked 4 A letter to the lonely souls... Logically, I know there are people that love me. But here I am, at 4am sitting here writing this, feeling more alone than I ever have. My... Feb 21 2 min read 20 0 comments 0 3 likes. Post not marked as liked 3 Celia's Story with Racism and PTSD In my first two years of school, I wasn’t aware I looked different. I knew my skin and hair colour were more melanated, but I didn’t know... Feb 14 3 min read 47 0 comments 0 6 likes. Post not marked as liked 6 A letter to anyone feeling suicidal... Hi there... I'm trying to write but I feel a mental paralysis creeping through my bloodstream. I'm just sat here staring at the screen.... Feb 12 3 min read 27 0 comments 0 2 likes. Post not marked as liked 2 “Sometimes the bravest thing you can do is to keep living when every part of you wants to die.” Meet Sach I'm a mental health blogger, dedicated to sharing insights and information on coping with mental disorders like bipolar. Join me as I provide tips, advice, and personal stories from individuals navigating the complexities of mental health. Serenity BY SACH is committed to creating a safe space for open dialogue about mental health. Through this blog, I aim to offer support and understanding to those who may be struggling. Discover More Empower Growth Tips for Dealing with Mental Health Struggles Explore Tips Words to Live By Always help your future self. You are greater than your ups and downs. You are strong, capable, and you will achieve your goals. This too shall pass. Excellence over perfection. Fear it and do it anyway. Stars can't shine without darkness. Transform your wounds into wisdom. Be unapologetically yourself.

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