Your mental health can bog down your entire motivation and way of life. You feel like a zombie, constantly suffocating and having no one but yourself to blame. Anxiety, depression, suicidal tendencies, extreme stress and many other disorders aren't some "quirk" a person has that they can just get over. You don't get over a mental disorder, it sticks to you like a toxin. A toxin whose burden you carry heavily on your shoulders, even when you're laughing with friends and trying to enjoy life, that toxin will be cemented to the back of your head, reminding you of it's ceaseless existence. Having reliable people around you can make or break you, especially your parents.

It hasn't been easy having parents that treat my depression and anxiety as some cheap excuse I made up to be lazy. Being told that I'm "overreacting" or that it could be worse. At that point, I couldn't even think to ask them for help with my self-harm issues and constant suicidal thoughts. Saying that I "felt like shit" didn't even scratch the surface and I tried to get help from my friends every time I broke down, but that can only do so much when you feel like you're only being a bother. Let's not forget the time I actually asked if I could start seeing a therapist. I realized that I couldn't keep running to my friends every time I was at my worst, they may be trying to look out for me, but they aren't going to give me the professional help I need.