WARNING: This article contains mentions of suicide and suicidal thoughts.
Back in the early months of 2015, I was suffering with depression. At that time, I was revising like mad for my summer exams and having frequent panic attacks. I was severely unhappy. But I thought it was normal or just a side affect of having panic attacks nearly everyday. I didn’t think that my mood was anything to worry about at the time. I kind of ignored it because I was revising, but I was progressively getting worse. As the months went on and my exams got closer, my panic attacks nearly doubled. I’d experienced them multiple times a day, which meant that I was feeling even worse. It lead to me not sleeping properly. Often, I would sit in silence and stare at nothing for hours at a time, not even realising how much time has passed.
However, I was still ignoring it completely. I just convinced myself it was the revision and stress getting to me. I thought I’d feel right as rain again as soon as I finished my exams. Obviously, this didn’t happen. Without revision filling my days, I just felt empty. All of my friends were going out and filling their new found freedom with fun activities. I, on the other hand, was staying in …
🔥 There is beauty in destruction🔥 