As some may know, I recently lost my mother. And just as expected, it was not then and still isn’t easy. I started going to counseling, where I had two professionals tell me that I was showing early signs of depression.
This was the hardest thing for me. I was overwhelmed with tons of emotions, from fear to embarrassment.
I feared that if I fell into a deep depression, I would not be able to help my siblings and I would began to do bad in school, which would be bad for my senior year. And I don’t know why I felt embarrassed but I didn’t share this with anyone close to me.
Just as expected, my grades started to slip and I had a hard time doing things that I needed to do.
After getting great news regarding my siblings’ future, I felt a little more confident and I kept pushing so now I feel I have finally beat that.
I can now sleep at night. I can do my homework again, and my grades are better. I can spend time with my friends and not feel guilty. I can practice calligraphy again. I have the desire to paint and I am looking forward to tomorrow.
I write this just to show the progress I have made and how I hope to continue to seek out the bliss I once had.