When you realize that you will only ever get denied it's a big pill to swallow. Andromeda has always been denied by any guy she as tried to start a relationship with.
Her mother named her because she believed her daughter would grow up strong, beautiful, confident, and bright as a star in the dark night. Her mom believed her daughter would be a warrior who took life by the throat, and stared it straight down to say, "You will never, ever, beat me to the ground hard enough to make me stay there. I will always get back up and fight back."
But, growing up society has a way of breaking down a person. It puts out these perfect people that you are meant to become, and it makes others believe that is what you are meant to be. Andromeda, or as her mom calls her; Drama, grew up as a heavier set girl. She grew up to be tall enough to hide it. She was big framed with large hands, clown feet, and not at all close to what society thinks a woman should look like.
She now is one hundred and ninety pounds, and she is drowning in a tsunami of depression, anxiety, and stress. Going into her freshman year of college is hard enough, but then her already crumbling mental health is thrown a punch in the face.
Will she be able to make it through it, and will the seemingly perfect guy, who spilt his coffee on her at orientation, become someone more; to help her through it? Or, maybe the guy who she meets on the bus at two in the morning on a school night help her into the light again; preferably not the florescent lights of a bus.
Drama's first year of college, and her metal health, take a very sharp turn around a high cliff. It's only a question of in time whether or not she will be able to cling onto the road of her splintering life.
