Day 26 → Have you ever thought about giving up on life? If so, when and why?
Sort of. I became SUPER depressed sophomore year at Gettysburg. To the point where I didn't care. I didn't want to end my life, but I probably wouldn't have cared if I got hit by a bus, that sort of thing. It was terrifying. I knew I shouldn't feel that way. Turns out it was the pill. Add to that an asshole boyfriend who was pledging a frat, and it was a BAD mix. I'm so glad I'm out of that part of my life. I still have anxiety like crazy, but it's so much more in control and I'm HAPPY!