Freshman year was one of the hardest years i’ve ever gone through. The pressure of anxiety, peer pressure and grieving from a terrible loss created a depressed lifestyle. I endured some situations that many people could never relate to. I wasn’t happy. My grades slipped, I pushed away my friends and I lost myself. These tragedies in my life truly taught me how to become a better person and do things for myself and not other people. Before my freshman year started; my best friend, partner in crime, and cousin was diagnosed with leukemia. My Cousin was so optimistic and determined to fight her battle and win. She was confident and encouraged others to do their best even though she had know idea what was in store. Her race to recovery was never finished and she lost her battle too soon. When my family found out about her passing, I officially lost every bit of myself that I had left. She passed away the week of exams and I had absolutely no motivation to do anything.
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In elementary school, I endured my first anxiety attack. My parents and I had to do extra things to help provide me with the help I needed to prevent these attacks from happening frequently. My anxiety would affect me every once in awhile, but they were nowhere near as bad as they were when I first started having them. Once I started my freshman year, my anxiety got worse. I would have frequent anxiety attacks and would constantly beg my parents to let me come home. The anxious feelings I was having were constant. I couldn’t focus in class and I was constantly feeling like I couldn’t do anything. I was scared of the material given in class. I was worried that I couldn’t catch on and wouldn’t be able to get the grades that I always strived
In elementary school, I endured my first anxiety attack. My parents and I had to do extra things to help provide me with the help I needed to prevent these attacks from happening frequently. My anxiety would affect me every once in awhile, but they were nowhere near as bad as they were when I first started having them. Once I started my freshman year, my anxiety got worse. I would have frequent anxiety attacks and would constantly beg my parents to let me come home. The anxious feelings I was having were constant. I couldn’t focus in class and I was constantly feeling like I couldn’t do anything. I was scared of the material given in class. I was worried that I couldn’t catch on and wouldn’t be able to get the grades that I always strived