Personal Narrative: My Experience With Genetic Depression

It was freshman year when I was diagnosed with genetic depression. That moment changed everything for me, it made my life much more difficult. It was a cold; snow filled night and it was my first therapy appointment. The therapist asked me about what was going on and eventually came to the conclusion that I suffered from genetic depression. I was heartbroken.

No one knew that this all started happening during my seventh and eighth-grade year. I was having trouble with school and had been having trouble making friends, it did not help that things at home were not going so well either. When you have no one to talk to, feel as if you are all alone in the world, and hate everything about yourself, it leads you into a dark hole that is impossible …show more content…
As I look down at the message I thought it was a dream, that this couldn’t possibly be happening. He was gone. My best friend of all time had committed suicide. After that moment I texted one of my parents and told them the news, I was picked up from school and never left alone. That night I did not know how to handle all of the emotions that were building up inside. Instead of talking to someone about how I was feeling, the only thing that came to mind was the act of self-harm. After a couple of days of constant isolation and self-harm, I lost it. I tried to commit suicide for the first time. At my next therapy appointment, I told my therapist what was going through my head and that I was scared I would cause even more harm to myself. I left the room for her to talk to my mom, a couple minutes later we were on our way to the University of Michigan hospital. Once we were all checked in, blood is drawn, constantly questioned, and sitting for hours, they found a room and admitted me to the youth ward. For the one week that I was at U of M, I learned a lot of new things like to never give up, there are people that do understand what I’m going through, and to talk to the