In 1994 my parents separated, which left me devastated. Although, my parents’ separation was necessary, I cannot begin to tell you how devastated I was by everything revolving around their separation.
A while ago, I submitted a story about myself under a fake name and it didn't get submitted. It was the best story about myself I'd ever written and it couldn't be posted because mindyourmind knew better.
Initially I was devastated. But now I am experiencing my prophecy playing itself out before my very eyes.
I remember someone telling me that if there wasn't a reason for bipolar disorder then natural selection would have ruled it out. I believed them, but, not entirely.
Mental illness is a very important issue to me.
Out of sight
Sorry to disappoint all the Game of Thrones fans out there, but this story is NOT about the beloved novel or TV series. It is about the winter season - the ACTUAL winter season.
I struggle with depression, anxiety / panic attacks, hallucinations, epilepsy, and social anxiety. Going through these problems at a young age was hard. I would feel like there was no hope, and I should just give up. But I finally thought, 'would I tell someone that? That they should give up?' Then I got help and found something that helped me - music. Music saved my life more than once, and it helped me see that life is not cut and dry, and it is worth living. Find something to save you, and think what you would say to someone.