A Call For Help
By Merna Kotb
By Merna Kotb
Julia sat at her desk, staring at the unfinished homework in front of her. Her books were open, her pen was in her hand, but her thoughts seemed to be somewhere else. To everyone around her, she seemed fine; from the outside, she was always smiling, joking, and looking high-spirited, but from the inside, she felt like she was drowning.
Every day the pressure grew heavier. Expectations from her parents, endless assignments, and the quiet loneliness she carried inside made her feel trapped. At night, Julia would lie awake with her thoughts running through her head. She wondered if anyone would ever truly understand how exhausted she felt, how much she wanted to escape the weight pressing down on her chest.
But Julia never told anyone. She feared being judged. She thought that she was being ‘dramatic’ and assumed that the feeling would go away. So she stayed quiet, locking her pain away behind a fake smile.
One afternoon, everything became too much. Her pressures became overwhelming. So she sat on her bed with tears she could no longer hold back spilling down her cheeks. For the first time, she picked up her phone—not to scroll or distract herself—but to type a message to her best friend.
"My chest feels heavy. Can I rant?"
She hesitated before pressing send. But in that moment, Julia made the most important choice of her life—she reached out.
Within minutes, her phone buzzed. Her friend replied, “You know I’m always here for you; of course you can.”
Those words became the beginning of her healing. Her friend listened, without judgment. Julia spoke to her best friend, who helped her understand that what she was experiencing wasn’t weakness—it was something many people go through. She learned that asking for help didn’t make her dramatic; it made her brave.
Julia’s story is not unique. Many people hide their struggles behind smiles. But silence is heavy, and carrying it alone can be dangerous. Mental health struggles are real, and reaching out for support is the first step toward recovery.
A call for help is not an admission of defeat. It is saying, “I want to get better. I want to live better.” And on the other side of that call, there are people who care: friends, family, teachers, counselors, and doctors.
If you are struggling, remember Julia’s story. Remember that sending a message, making a call, or speaking up can change everything. And if someone reaches out to you, answer them with kindness. Your words could be the lifeline they were waiting for.
Because sometimes, the bravest thing a person can do is whisper three simple words: “I need help.”