My story of overcoming depression and self-harm
I’m loud and act happy to mask my depression, but under my skin I was like glass waiting to break.
It started with breakups. Then fights with family and friends. And as my depression settled in, watching my friends change as high school progressed was only making it worse. I cut and thought nothing would ever change.
August 29th. She showed me love, and how it could conquer all. She made me feel as though as long as I had someone to love, everything would be ok. This sudden urge of happiness spurred me to join sports and clubs, making me for the first time in a while… happy.
There is someone out there for everyone, no matter what people tell you. Love is the movement.