Doubt. Worry. Anxiety. Tears. Most of my high school career revolved around these feelings. Feelings of emptiness. Feelings of hopelessness. Often, feelings are inaccurate; they are just lies that we believe about ourselves. Many feelings that we feel are not the truth that God tells us; they are simply lies Satan wants us to believe. God tells us that He is always with us. He loves us. He has the best plan for us. However, remembering these truths, in the midst of such struggles, is hard. My struggle with anxiety and depression started at the end of my eighth grade year. There is a private college-preparatory school in my home town. My older brother attended here, and I desired to go here as well. My best friend was accepted to the school, but I was not; God had better plans for me. While this may seem small, as an eighth grader, this was such a disappointment to me. I guess you could say that my depression first stemmed from this, but I think this occasion just set it off. I now see and appreciate God not allowing me to get accepted, but at the time I did not understand why. As much as I did not want to, my only choice was to settle for public high school. I began my freshman year in the honor’s program. I went to school, full of anxiety every day, talked to my few close friends, and often came home after school and just cried. I was just going through the everyday motions and not fully living. I despised public school and most of the annoying, petty things involved in
Learning that school is something to be glad about was one aspect I will never forget. School helps spark and form the character of discovery in one’s mind. To find problems in the world’s society and attempt to fix them so future generations will not be forced to make that same mistake. Other than social media, education is the most powerful tool to train an adolescent’s mind. Coming from the Nobleboro Central School I have this story. The first trimester was a long one, I had never presented a project before and didn’t know the first thing about talking out loud in front of a class. Also, my English was considerably bad with papers handed in, in rough draft form. My English is still a little rusty, although my past teachers have guided me past the few trimesters preparing me for an average High School paper. Concludingly, the first trimester of public school was a real learning experience with mostly a C average in most of my classes which left room for improvement. The second trimester I had an understanding of school and was trying more and more on improving how I could understand teachers. This time of education at public school was the aha moment wherein I could explore the true reasons of presentations, tests and open book exams. The third and final trimester was a matter of consistency in grades. Because of this, most of my trimester average grades were in the B+/A range. Thankfully, because of this I had finished the 8th grade with most subjects having a yearly average of a
Throughout life, we will all experience sadness and anxiety as a result of the stresses of life. This is a normal response to the different hardships that we might encounter in life. Tragedies such as getting fired from a job, getting a divorce, losing a loved one, or having any other form of disappointment can cause the person who is experiencing the hardship to feel sad, scared, lonely, or even hopeless. Even though these feelings are normal responses to difficult situations which are typically resolved with time, some people unexplainably experience these feelings daily, making it difficult and almost impossible to function. Often times these people may be experiencing depression, an anxiety
Two months into freshman year in public high school and I was miserable. I was not thriving academically and was required to take remedial classes, even though I knew I was smart enough to take regular classes. I knew that my current environment would not allow me to succeed, so I needed to either change my surroundings or accept failure.
High school is such a different experience for everyone. We all take different paths and learn new things everyday. We learn trigonometry, how to fix cars, how to dissect a frog, and different laws in the world. The things we learn in class are very important, but along the way of expanding our educations, one will tend to learn a lot about themselves and others. For me, I feel that my high school experience was not ideal and I constantly complain about the outcome. Looking back in grade eight, I had a different plan for me. It took me up until this year to realize that although my experience was not something worth bragging about, I've learned a lot about who I am. I've learned to take chances, be patient, and
My first day being a Freshmen was by far the hardest day of my life. I went to Mississinewa! I didn’t know any of my teachers, and I didn’t have any classes with my friends. I remember having gym class with a lot of boys and I hated it, because it was all juniors and senior boys. At the end of my freshman year I actually ended up moving to Marion High school.
There are many similarities between mental disorders like anxiety and depression. Often times, many symptoms of one disorder stem off of having the other. For example, symptoms of anxiety can be brought on by depressive thoughts, such as thoughts about suicide, and visa versa. The differences, however, are far more prominent than the ways they are the same.
My freshman year in high school was unarguably the best year of my high school career, If I knew how the rest of my school career would go I probably would have cherished it a lot more. My sophomore year was going pretty well until one major internal change shifted my well being in the worst. I always knew about depression,but It was always one of those things that I never really thought about because I thought that only certain types of people experienced depression and I couldn't be one of them. was wrong. During the spring of sophomore year I fell into a depression, at the time I did not know what depression was ,nor did I know what was happening with me so I didn't know what to do, I didn't ask for help, and I didn't talk about it. I started to go down an even darker path with self medicating, drinking ,and self destructive behavior all of which I never told to anybody. As the winter and spring ended and summer began I came out of my rut and told myself that If that ever happened again, I want to get help and I don't want to be on a self destructive path
Let’s jump ahead again, this time to my first day of school. Morris Knolls High School is one of the top high schools in the US. Their curriculum is rigorous and their standards are sky high. Also, this was a completely new environment for me. I didn’t know how high school worked and this wasn’t the type of town I was used to. Living in suburbia and attending a school with different demographics than I was used to scared me. I now lived 30 minutes away from everything I grew up around. But the thought of having a fresh start excited me. No one knew me, I was a nobody and therefore free to completely change myself.
On our way up the stairs to our unit, a girl named Jada came up behind me. “So why are you here?” I was thrown off by the personal question she asked so casually. Only an hour prior I had arrived at the facility and was introduced to the other eleven teenagers.
Depression and anxiety are the two most common mental illnesses in the world today. They make a person view the world as an ugly, scary place. Many people develop one or the other, and some develop both. Depression and anxiety are two very different mental illnesses but many people only see the similarities between them, instead of seeing the difference in their symptoms and emotions.
During high school I was a lot different as a person then I am now. I have bipolar and I did not know how to control it when I was in high school. High school was rough for me because I moved schools so much due to frequent bullying. My first high school was Nashoba Regional High School in Bolton, Massachusetts. Nashoba was really big when I first got there and really hard to get around. I was so afraid of leaving my books behind somewhere that I just carried them all around in my big freshman backpack. Nashoba was a struggle because it was such a difficult high school. I got a 3.0 my first and second semesters at Nashoba but sadly again because of bullying I had to switch schools. The next school was called Montachusette Regional Vocational Technical High School which was even harder than Nashoba.
College represents a form of higher learning. For many, it is also a time for personal growth as we transition into adulthood. This in itself is a stressful situation as one must make drastic adjustments to a new role, environment, and demands. Stress is a major contributor to the development of mental and emotional issues (Rodgers, L., Tennison, L. 2009). Research has been done to determine the impact of depression and anxiety on university students. It has been
I began to attend Thompson Middle School which did not go very well in the beginning. I was very depressed as I was being bullied every day. I was different; I was a military brat with a disability and had never attended anything but military schools on a base. Coming from overseas
Though being the pre-teen I was, I blew it off like it was nothing. Nathaniel Scribner Middle School had about three and a half Elementary schools that fed into it. This meant that all of the extracurricular activities I was in during Elementary school would have a tougher competition I would have to compete against. In one hand this pushed me to step out of my comfort zone and try new sports that I had never tried, but in the other I was also faced with disappointment when I did not make a team for a sport that I loved to play. I took up tennis and swimming as my two new found loves. I was also faced with friendships of four years of more falling apart and being replaced by the new people that my friends were meeting. I struggled with losing my friends greatly, especially when my best friend and I stopped talking completely. Throughout middle school I found my place among the new formed hierarchy and reformed broken friendships and built new ones. The teachers all pushed me academically but I found none to be like those that taught at my elementary school. With the exception of, Ms. Samsel who happened to not only be my school counselor but was also a family friend. She took me under her wing and helped me push my way through middle school. She urged me to never give up on learning, friendships, and
The high school experience is something that will forever dominate the psyche of most American adults. It was an unforgettable time of fun, rebel-rousing, summer loves and parties. It was a time of warm summer days at the pool and chilly autumn nights, watching the football team and wondering were the party was going to be that night. School dances and hotel parties. Seems like all I can remember are the good times. High School is a very emotional time for many teens and everything matters. The insidious problems that I had to face are but a smudge on my memory, things like too much homework, zits, mean people, gossip, and algebra. The social atmosphere that permeated every aspect of high school could