What It's Really Like To Be A College Student Fighting Depression

What It's Really Like To Be A College Student Fighting Depression

College is hard... College & depression is harder
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Depression is being surrounded by friends and family, and still feeling alone and empty on the inside. It's a feeling that you can't control, and an emotion that overcomes you at the most unfortunate times.

Depression doesn't have a schedule. You could have exams and important projects due, but you can't get out of bed to study. Depression is being invited to parties on the weekend and wanting to go, but talking yourself out of it at the last minute. Depression induces seclusion. Depression entails losing the passion for activities you once loved. Depression is missing classes just because you can't get out of bed.

It's a feeling of constantly being overwhelmed and always feeling inadequate. It's the feeling of being unloved and unwanted. The trickiest thing about feeling this way is knowing that it isn't really you... It's hard to keep your depression from defining you when you constantly feel down.

College is 4 challenging years of hard classes, tough professors, and life changes. Adding on depression only makes it harder. Being depressed is hard, and I know how you feel. I hope that you don't ignore your depression, because the way you are feeling is real. You're going to have good days, and bad days... so my only advice is to take it one day at a time. Remember, there's no shame in taking a mental health day, and it's very important to put your mental health first.

College is hard, but college and depression is harder. I hope you can find the strength to persevere.

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I Tried To Lose Weight All My Life But Couldn't Shed The Pounds Until I Turned To God

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It's amazing how good it feels to get rid of something that has felt like such a tall barrier in your life for so long. For years, and years, honestly, as many years as I can remember, I have felt held back by my weight. It's something that never truly left my mind, whether it was how I looked in my school uniform skort compared to other girls, how I looked in pictures, the thoughts that raced through my head lying in bed that night, or if what I ordered off the menu would make me look fat. It was always something.

Now I have tried, or so I thought I had. I had tried giving up carbs for two weeks, doing workout videos, or eating healthy, occasionally running, or honestly, anything I thought might help a bit. But there I was after a full year of college, heavier than ever.

It was then that I found my secret ingredient, it was then that I found the ultimate weight-loss secret: Prayer.

I found myself amidst a challenge that I didn't know if I was mentally strong enough to handle, faced against temptations of my wildest food dreams. Canes, pizza, chocolate, ice cream, oh my!

I had never thought once about offering up my prayers to God when it came to my weight. I'm not sure why, honestly. It was something that I had struggled with for so long, that it almost felt normal.

Now, when I feel tempted I ask myself a lot if this is the "abundantly more" that God promises us. If it isn't, then I don't pick it. Strength is a process, just like endurance or habits.

I have learned that by offering up the comparisons I feel at the gym, listening to podcasts while running, or Jesus music while practically swimming in my sweat, I am motivated to keep going, not dragged down by the progress I haven't made. I have learned to thank God for the journey He has taken me on so far, and for giving me the capability to overcome these hurdles.

Jesus Didn't die on the cross and tell us to get our butts out there and make disciples of all the nations just for us to sit and be upset with ourselves and compare ourselves to those tiny pictures on our screens. Let's go, we don't have time for that. We have work to do.

No, I'm not saying that if you pray for Jesus to make you lose 15 pounds, the weight will fall off, but I am saying that through Christ, all things are possible, and with Him by my side, the running doesn't feel as difficult.

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Getting Help Doesn't Mean You're Cured For Life

Sometimes, suffering never ends.

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An artist whom I've adored over the years, Demi Lovato, made headlines when she was no longer sober. And recently, she overdosed on a drug.

In the comment sections on multiple social media platforms, many people have blamed Lovato with harsh judgment such as, "She knew what she was doing, she shouldn't have done it." Or, "I thought she already received help. Stop saying, 'Oh, we're praying for you,' while casting judgment on others who have an addiction."

It's appalling that people think addiction is a choice instead of a strong sensation of needing it. People may have had a choice in starting, but trying to end it is even harder.

You never know what they are going through. Yes, life is hard on everybody, but some people handle it differently than others. For instance, say you're having a really bad week or you're in a really rough situation, and one of the ways to feel better, or at least numb, would be to try drinking. There are many people who drink casually, but sometimes, when people drink it more often, such as once a week, then their body may tolerate alcohol even more.

Just because they are going through a hard time, it doesn't mean people should judge.

You don't know the journey they are on, just as they don't know yours either. If you see someone in need, try and be kind because they might need kindness to get them through.

The more their body is tolerant of it, then the more they might drink. There are thousands of reasons why people might pick up a habit. And if they spiral out of control, then it would be nice if someone they know and love point it out and try to get them help.

Once they received the help that they need, they might seem fine. But they could relapse a year or two later, and they might need help again. Just because they've received it one time, it doesn't mean their life will always be happy and satisfied. Sometimes, it's ok to go receive help over and over again. It really depends on your mindset because I know people who are addicted to something can get through it, but it won't be an easy process. I can only imagine.

Once someone starts a bad habit, it might feel like they need to depend on it because nothing else in this world seems reliable. When really, it might be the habit that's taken over your mind that's telling you, "You need me." It takes over your mind, emotions, actions, and motivation.

Bottom line is, show empathy to someone and try to be in their shoes. If you still can't understand then walk away, but don't be rude.

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