This is so helpful to read. I love the quote from her therapist.
There was a time in my life where I thought I would never graduate high school, never get married, never have kids or see my sister walk down the aisle. There was a time when I couldn’t even begin to imagine that one day I’d be sitting here, writing an essay about hope and recovery: two things that were foreign concepts until only a short time ago.
As someone who’s suffered from depression, self-harm, anorexia, anxiety and suicidal tendencies since I was 16 years old, I often find myself slipping into these negative mindsets—skipping meals and fantasizing about hurting myself. However, the difference between where I was and where I am now is simple: I no longer view happiness as a failure.
How could that be, you might ask? How could someone so young, so naive about the world and all it has to offer be so bitter about happiness…
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