I grew up as what I would consider normally. As I hit my middle school years, I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety. I was bullied for self-harming and for being labeled ‘psychotic’.
My family didn’t understand it at the time and just blew it off saying ‘you’ll get over it’. But I never ‘got over it’. In 8th grade, I dropped out of school.
I could no longer get out of my bed. My ‘friends’ at the time would always tell me to get over it. I was on suicide prevention watch, in and out of hospitals, and on many medications.
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