Today Is My First Day On Anti-depressants

There is no pretending that I have always struggled with my mental health. I mean, who wouldn’t when the only mom you ever knew and had died when you were nine years old. Then, five years later the only dad you knew is dead, too.  Ever since my mother’s death, I had a profound grip on what depression is. While it was fairly intense at times, even resulting in me telling my middle school friends I was going to kill, I dealt with it in silence. I never openly told anyone I needed help. Maybe because I was so young, … Continue reading Today Is My First Day On Anti-depressants