Last year I was faced with a challenge unlike any others I had faced before. I was diagnosed with anxiety and depression. It felt as if things had changed suddenly when really it had been building up over time. One day I was a normal teenager going to schhol, studying and hanging out with my friends then the next day everything was different, I was a unstable, insane headcase. I'm better now and I can see how anxiety and depression had eventually made me believe in myself. Going through the journey of self discovery. I was only 15 and a freshman in high-school. There were days when I could not get out of bed, even to take care of myself. I had no motivation, no drive, no happiness to mpush me out of bed. I had been bedridden for 3 week when my other had dragged me to the doctoers. I was given test after test to fill out and afterwords I was diagnosed. I felt as though someone had poured hot coffee down my throat b/c it was burnoing and bitter. My mother and I where close, after all she was a single mom and I was the oldest of two children, one half my age. My mother didn't seem to understand why I had been …show more content…
The sun it's even out yet, it's not time to get up for schhol. My mother had taken me to see a specialist, her name was Megan. “Hello, it's nice to meet you. To my understanding you've been feeling very...down.” She was hesitent to say depressed I could see the way her face looked, yet she smiled the whole time. “Would you fill out these papers for me please, while I talk with your mother.” Megan is still smiling, my mother is smiling. I am not, I take the papers from Megans hands as she escorted me to a small office room as she leaves to another room with my mother. While sitting in another persons office chair I look around the room, to better my surroundings. I see blueish grey walls with a bookshelf filled with books with titles like “Adolescent Psychology” and “25 signs of Depression in young