One week later.
"Bye Bree!"
I wave goodbye to Ada as we part ways.
Thank God for a friend!
I unlock my door and step inside. My bed lies unmade, pillows scattered everywhere. A couple of cups sit in the sink, I'm too lazy to clean them.
I go on Messenger and text Quinn, my best friend.
"University has been kind to me so far. Made a new friend, Ada. I saw her on my first day of class struggling with her books, bumped into her again when I was exiting my dorm, so we hit it off! How's life coming along for you, we should skype! <3<3 Text me when you're free! :)"
An image of Quinn and her sisters pop into my mind.
A smile tugs at the edges of lips.
I lock my phone and stare at the ceiling.
Maybe my life isn't so bad after all. Maybe what I was feeling was just a mista-
My heart suddenly misses a beat and the familiar feeling returns. My fingers start trembling and I am transported back into a portal of anxiety and depression.
I decide not to take my medication...
...they weren't working anyway.
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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...
