Depression decides to give me a surprise visit today.
My life and emotions revolve around this: if it's not the anxiety, it's the depression.
Every single action I make feels like I'm a million years away, as if my mind is unattached to my body.
Thoughts flow through my mind, making me hate my life even more.
I had dinner at the café on campus. The food sits in my stomach. I could throw up any minute.
I glare at my assignment. Knowing that I have to hand it in a week's time makes me feel even worse. My body doesn't cooperate when I tell myself to get up.
I start to cry.
I miss home. My mom will know what to do.
My mom...
An idea flashes before me.
I scour my bag for my phone, switch it on and go to my contacts. I find my mother's face and click on it.
"Calling Mom", the words shine on my face like treasure.
Pick up. Pick up. Pick up.
Click, I hold my breath.
"Bree, is that you?"
I am filled with instant relief.
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Deep Breaths
Short StoryBree is struggling with her mental health, and to make matters worse, she's away at university. This book considers the various emotions and thoughts of a teenage girl learning to cope with anxiety and depression. *The events in this story are base...
