I really didn’t understand why sometimes in class, my palms would get sweaty and my leg would start shaking up and down in my desk. I would get oddly nervous when the classroom got quiet. I started to fake being sick to stay home from school. This all started developing in middle school, specifically 8th grade. I started feeling this more and more especially mixed in with random waves of sadness I couldn’t control. I was later diagnosed with anxiety and depression from my therapist I was “obligated” to see through the insurance. I didn’t really believe that I was suffering from these together. College hit me harder than ever. I felt truly alone but guilty at the same time. I couldn’t even bear attending class because it got so bad I couldn’t even get out of bed most days. Going to therapy at my college started this growth and healing experience for me to reach a healthy mindset. We are all in our own journey of healing. We need to start believing in ourselves again and ignore those voices in our heads to continue to get strong. I have my great days and I have my bad days but that’s part of this journey with mental health. I believe that we can all accomplish any step, big or small.