*Trigger warning: this story mentions suicide*"Ill-health grew roots in my story around the year 2015. Living off bad food and no sleep with impending deadlines on the fifth floor of a university flat, little did I know I wouldn’t be able to complete my degree due to episodes of depression.Everybody told me that university would be the best years of my life, but the loneliness I endured was more painful than anything I’d imagined.
I was struggling to make friends and I didn’t feel as though I belonged anywhere. I could sense that there was something wrong with me, but when the masses are insistent you should be having a blast, you assume these moods needn’t be taken seriously.That was until I missed one lecture.
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