During my last year of Middle School I was diagnosed with depression. This illness caused me to discourage my abilities and it deeply affected my social skills. At the same time I was also being bullied by other kids at school. I remember silently crying every day as I walked home from the bus stop. When I was first diagnosed, the doctors told me that isolating the problem was a good thing. They told me that isolating the problem would give me strength. It didn’t. I was scared that people would judge me because I wasn’t perfectly healthy like everyone else. My freshman year at High School was a little better. I didn’t know many of the other students and saw the opportunity for a clean slate. I began to socialize more and even made some new