Going to college was the single life event my prep school upbringing had prepared me for. I was moving away from my home in Texas for the first time to South Carolina where I’d meet new people, try new things, find my life’s passion… It was going to be life-changing and amazing.
Life-changing? Absolutely. Amazing? Far from it. My freshman year was by no means ‘living the dream’. I was diagnosed with my first major episode of depression a couple of months into the first semester, as well as anxiety that led me to feel isolated, helpless and embarrassed. I remember thinking, “I’m supposed to be having the time of my life.
Why is this happening now?” I grew up in a financially stable home with a loving family. I received a private education
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