I was leaving for college. Summer had flown by faster than a speeding bullet. I had to say my goodbyes. With tears gushing from my eyes like a waterfall I parted ways from family and friends. I had cold feet about moving to college. I was scared because I knew no one; I had to make all new friends. All the nervous questions ran through my head like, what if they don’t like me? Or what if I hate it here? Well I was about to find out. Moving in was hectic. After my parents left I remember sitting in my bed thinking, “I am really all alone now.” I was on my own …show more content…
I was not alone though; 75 percent of college students will not get help for mental health issues. Justin continued to help me and pushed for me to get help. I was so consumed by my depression that thinking about getting help only made me more upset. I was embarrassed and scared. Concerned for me, and my well-being, Justin sat me down. He told me with tears in his eyes and a shaky voice, that he had no choice but to get me help. I was speechless; I had no words, just tears. I was struggling to get out of the abyss, but no matter how much I climbed and reached for the little rays of light at the top I could never find my way out. I knew I needed help but didn’t know where to