I was a freshman in College and having such nightmares that I went to the counseling center for help. my T there had me referred and medicated for mood swings at the end of my freshman year. By summer school, I was so depressed I missed most of my philosophy class. I was hospitalized over night twice in the fall of my sophomore year for Sui thoughts and feelings (no actions) and by January, my T wanted me on an antidepressant. I was hospitalized twice more that semester (6 weeks and 8 weeks), then went home for summer vacation. And that was just the beginning of my rocky road.
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That which does not kill me makes me stronger.
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