When I came back home for the holidays, my parents and other community members embraced me, but were hesitant to say much about my illnesses. Suddenly, everyone became notably cautious around me, even though all I had done was speak up about something I had felt for years. Consequently, the next semester I found myself constantly worrying about my performance and how “happy” I was acting. I was terrified of living up to the stereotype that mentally ill people are crazy and incapable of living a normal life. I pushed myself far beyond my limits to prove myself as capable, and, accordingly, I ended up breaking under the pressure. After a total mental breakdown, I spent a week in the psychiatric unit. Ironically, this was exactly what I had been trying to avoid. I ended the semester with average grades, despite having almost flawless grades the previous
When I came back home for the holidays, my parents and other community members embraced me, but were hesitant to say much about my illnesses. Suddenly, everyone became notably cautious around me, even though all I had done was speak up about something I had felt for years. Consequently, the next semester I found myself constantly worrying about my performance and how “happy” I was acting. I was terrified of living up to the stereotype that mentally ill people are crazy and incapable of living a normal life. I pushed myself far beyond my limits to prove myself as capable, and, accordingly, I ended up breaking under the pressure. After a total mental breakdown, I spent a week in the psychiatric unit. Ironically, this was exactly what I had been trying to avoid. I ended the semester with average grades, despite having almost flawless grades the previous