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We live in the twenty-first century, where we all are concerned with all sorts of luxury and comfort. All of us are running in some race: a race of being the best, be at the top. Not knowing that sometimes we might meet with the opposite of best and top too. And in all of this chaos, we forget to pay heed to one of the most crucial things that is our mental health.

The world today is competitive, stressed and full of worries. The competition of being the best has taken a toll on human emotions and the most prone targeted group is the children.
According to the National Survey of Children’s Health:
7.4% of children aged 3-17 years (approximately 4.5 million) have a diagnosed behavior problem. 7.1% of children aged 3-17 years (approximately 4.4 million) have diagnosed anxiety. 3.2% of children aged 3-17 years (approximately 1.9 million) have diagnosed depression.
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