I have always been the prepared one — maybe even too prepared.
The girl who analyzed project and assignment rubrics extensively to make sure the submitted work was perfection.
The girl who had normalized excessive anxiety and stress for far too long.
It sent me into a major depression, stripped me of my personality and my happiness. It made me ill.
Nothing had prepared me for an illness which made me convinced suicide was the answer.
Four years ago, I thought I would be graduating this May, prepared for the adult world after four years of an amazing college experience. I never imagined I would take a semester off for depression. I never imagined I would take yet another semester off for full-blown mania. I never imagined I would be mentally ill.
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