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I wrote this one night during the first few weeks of college, when I felt more alone and sad than ever before. I’m in a better place now, but every day I have to remind myself that I am doing my best and that I am worthy of love and acceptance from those around me. Here’s a little look inside where my head’s been recently: It’s 2 AM and I’m not happy When I’m asked if I’m happy, I have to pause. Since when is happiness feeling like I have no one physically around me whom I can confide in? I’m struggling to exist right now because I feel like I’m floating with no support. I enjoy my classes and I enjoy a lot of people, but everything is scattered. The noncentral nature of the pockets of happiness is not something I’m used to and not something I want to get used to. Since when did a month feel so lonely? “You seem to be close with a lot of people” never felt like an insult until today, when I realized that’s the most untrue thing I’ve ever heard. I’m trying my best to be positive, open, and genuine. Why is my best not good enough and will it ever be?