Personal Narrative: My Fight With Mental Illness

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On the outside, I’ve been told, I seem care free and full of life. What most people are unaware of is my fight with mental illness. I started feeling depressed in 7th grade. I lost the glow I once had, I lost my ambitious nature, and my life seemed to be consumed by my sadness. In 10th grade I reached my lowest point. I lost all motivation, and my grades plummeted. Then, I was correctly diagnosed with bipolar disorder. I started extensive therapy, and I noticed a change. However, this was just a small step towards recovery. Ultimately, I saved myself. To do this I changed my way of thinking. I began looking at the world differently and found things to smile about whenever I could. I began to heal using college and my future as motivation.

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