Let's breakup!

I'm ill. My condition is really severe. All hope is lost. Even doctors cannot help it. I suffer from severest of the ailments. I suffer from stress, depression and anxiety.

Hello, I'm a 21st century teenager. These ailments have been the most faithful companions as of now and have stood by my side through thick and thin. I cannot zero upon the cause but, yes, I don't have to worry about the financial condition of the house, money-management or the meal. I have better things in life to worry me. I have to make sure that my outfit goes with my footwear, that I have a wardrobe that's 'in'. I cannot afford anything around a java phone, it has to have one of the latest OS. I must possess a DSLR otherwise my condition will be nothing less than hideous. Not to mention a notebook/laptop, an mp3 player, psp, xbox. They just fill in the basics. Then, of course I have to look good all the time. Who knows I might just bump into some movie-director or get awarded the most handsome/beautiful face of the nation while strolling in the streets! Size 2 they say? No, that 'was' the hottest, blonde size. It's size zero age. Now, this means more of gym-work, yoga and if not, then at least dieting. Don't you know all the fat people will die early? Now, after all this I have my school/college work, all those assignments, project works, research, internship, maintaining a good CV, lots of googling, wikipedia, printing, lord save me! Then I have to excel in sports, dramatics and other co-cirricular activities. I've to stand out in everything I do, parents say so, I seriously need to have the midas-touch. But that's not all! I have to watch all the latest movies, all the shows that are 'in' and I have to have a collection of all the cool songs and manage to be online on facebook, Gtalk, windows messenger, whatsapp and all other app/website my buddies use. The thought of doing well, getting into a good college, a good degree, a well-paid job, excelling in all walks of life, doing better that pados-ki-pinki, being relative's pet as my parents want, and living upto my parent's expectations (Yes! I'm a superman!) always resides in a corner of my brain. After all this how can one not expect anxiety, depression and stress to hit me! As they say, life is complicated afterall. How can I be spared? All this tells I'm normal, I'm human, I'm living.

But, today! Ah! Today is the day I'm getting rid of them, today is the day to let go. Oh my faithful companions, let's break-up! Why, you say? Well, because I realized. Realized that they're no good. If not anything else, they only magnify my fears, make the situation appear even horrendous. Just this, only one reason! I see so many people trying to complicate their lives when the simple rule to live life is to live it! When you complicate life, expect more, over do things is when you become sick! Competing is not bad. What is bad is to compare. Take it or not but you cannot be flawless, you cannot be the magnum-opus of every field, the plethora of perfection. They all make you sick, really very sick! So I think it's time we all hold our heads high, make a straight face and say it aloud "I dump you! I'm breaking up with you, and for the good!" And live our life as humans and not robots. Even the-intellectual Spock was once moved by his emotions, we're mere humans. All this load is torture and it's time to bid adios!