As a student, I enjoy coming to school. Not just the social aspect, but the academic parts as well. I like learning, but that doesn’t mean that I don’t struggle… because I do. Sometimes it’s hard for me to complete my work on time because I have a lot going on in my life. Things most people don’t know about. Things like depression, problems at home, bullying, etc. I tend to worry a lot, mostly about my mother. She has Multiple Sclerosis, which is a disease in which the immune system eats away at the protective covering of nerves, and it causes her to faint a lot. I’m so worried that one day something bad will happen, and no one will be home to help her. I’m also worried about school, not so much because of the academic aspect, but because of the people. High school kids are mean, and most of the time they don’t even realize the severity of their words and actions.

I often find myself not being able to concentrate on anything but the negatives in life. I find myself having zero motivation to do anything, and that really sucks. My mom and brother help me in those situations. They help me gather myself and find the strength to push on. I know that not every family is as accepting and open as mine is about mental health. For that, I am truly thankful.

But even so, there’s still a struggle at times. Some days, I have to physically push myself out of the bed in the morning to get what needs to be done accomplished, but I do it. There are other people that understand what it’s like, people like me. I know I am not alone. None of us are alone. It’s hard to talk about it, I get that. I talk to my mom, my brother, and even my teachers. You just need to find that one trusted person to talk to, someone who makes you feel comfortable. It’s worth talking about, trust me.