I Am Strong.
When you are in high school it is difficult to be heard. Especially if you need help. I have super bad anxiety and so asking for help about my depression was a HUGE thing. I had depression for two years before I told my parents, and then one day I snapped. I emotionally broke. I was sent to a hospital and almost died. I was put on medication and was told i need therapy once every week. It was mandatory. Thankfully my visit to the hospital was during the summer so no one missed me while I was gone. And no one asked questions. One day during volleyball season I was sitting talking to my manager and he had gone through the same thing i went through his senior year. He told me that one day he woke up and went to take his pills and instead he through them out the window. He stopped taking the pills and started being in charge of his own happiness. Now im not saying to follow his method if you aren’t ready because i wasn’t. It took me a while in order to straighten myself up and tell myself i am worth way more than I was willing to believe. I found new ways to express my secrets without letting myself become “an attention seeker ”. I took up photography. And for my midterm I took pictures that described how low i was at my deepest moment. I left everything go that i was holding on to. I stopped taking my medication. I even stopped therapy. I met my amazing boyfriend that loves and supports me and I realized that a little stress in your life is good. But if it ever becomes too much, take a deep breath and say “I can do this”.
