Mental health. It is the topic that gets passed around like the unwanted vegetables at the dinner table. When it is talked about, people try everything in their power to change the subject. It is as if they are scared to open the can of worms looking right at them in the face.

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My life has not sailed smoothly, but whose has, right? Life can be described as a spiraling roller-coaster that you are unable to get off of. For me, it all started with my parents' divorce. When I was a little kid, it took me a while to realize that my parents were not getting back together. From there, my mom met someone new, and a couple years later we moved to Texas. Over the years her new husband, who I never wish to speak of, caused my ship to be shot down from all sides. It was an attack that I was not prepared for, but who is prepared for someone to walk out with no explanation? I have dealt with every negative feeling that you can think of; the loss of my father, loneliness, abandonment, depression, basically a whole list. There are moments when I'll be sitting in my apartment alone and start crying out of nowhere thinking to myself that I might possible be like this the rest of my life. That there might not be anyone who seems to understand me. Someone who will love me for me and all of my scars, whether they be visible to the human eye or not.

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I leave this statement with the following question that has haunted me for my whole life: will it ever get better?​

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