I was 16 years old when I lost my father. Initially, I was loaded with so many responsibilities at a very young age in my life, I cannot remember if I ever got a chance to grieve over his loss. And with no one to support and listen, I suffered in silence for so many developmental years of my life. I developed this defense mechanism where I was always on my survival instincts. It affected my life in so many areas, be it friends, family, career, or love. It took me so much courage and self-work to be where I am today, and even though I am still on my journey, I would love to be of help to anyone who is walking through a similar challenge in life.