“Sending love to everyone who’s doing their best to heal from things they don’t discuss.” ~Unknown
I wanted to commit suicide when I was 12 years old. I had a plan and the means to carry it out. I thought about this every day for several months. No one was aware—not my family, not my best friends, not my teachers at school or my peers. It would have been a huge surprise in my community had I attempted it, because I didn’t appear as someone who was severely depressed.
Fortunately, I didn’t act on it. Now, 15 years later, it is easy to talk about, because I have really healed my mental health, and I don’t think I will experience the same darkness ever again.
My anxiety and depression evolved over the years into different symptoms, including eating disorders and substance abuse. I also developed a lack of trust and love for myself. After receiving a few diagnoses, between the ages eighteen to nineteen, I decided I would dive into healing.
It’s not easy to live with bipolar disorder and ADHD, especially when you don’t take medication. It was my personal choice, which may not be for others. After many years of trial and error, I’ve managed to cultivate a lifestyle that is…