My Struggle with Mental Health, or Why I've Been Weird
T o be perfectly blunt, for more than two years I have been receiving treatment for severe depression and anxiety. This means, of course, that I have been suffering from severe depression and anxiety for much longer than that. I honestly don’t know how long I’ve been like this. The suffering just became part of who I am. When I say I have severe depression I don’t mean that sometimes I get sad. I mean that the voice in my head that should represents “me” is constantly telling me that I’m not good enough, that no one likes me, that no one loves me and that the my world, my life, is never going to get any better. Constantly. Other times its worse. Other times I think I should kill myself. I think that my family and friend...