In this final blog, I will be covering a sort of wrap-up of my year and high school career in general. This is very important to me as I will be able to assess my progress from where I started to now. I will be covering my freshman year sophomore, junior, and senior year. I will explain where I was spiritually during each year. I will also explain my mental health during these times. (thank you for reading)
Broken Days of Fear and Hopelessness
So first we are going to start on my freshman year. I went to two schools I was only there for a month then I moved to the one I’m at now. I was going through a lot at this time that weighed a lot on me. I was still living with my abusive mother at this time and I had no healthy spiritual relationship if anything I was quite pagan in my beliefs and practices(which weighed heavier on me). I was in a very dark mindset at this time. I only thought of horrible things and I had no good friends at the time either. I frequently thought of suicide and had planned how I would do it in many different ways. I was daydreaming about suicide while I was at school, at home, In the shower, in bed etcetera. I could not escape this deep darkness that weighed over me. I had no Father, no loving Mom, no friends, no money, and no hope. Near the end of the high school year, I would go emotionally Numb. My grades were mostly Ds and Cs but I didn’t fail any classes.
The Time of Much Pain and Hope
My sophomore year was the beginning of change. The same things happened always, fights, aguing, rage, hate then my mom would have sex with her many “boyfriends” (to cope i’m assuming). This cycle would repeat itself over and over getting suddenly worse and worse. One night it got so bad my stepdad (at the time) would get extremely drunk and would hit my mom and hit my brothers who were trying to defend her. As bad as my Mom was we still loved her. The police would be called by the people living next to us and they would show up to see my brothers battered and the house a wreck(I ran out of the house to avoid getting beat by my stepdad). DCFS would be called and my aunt would adopt me. I was finally in a loving home with people who truly loved me. I struggled very much with myself fighting and wrestling the demons from years of abuse and neglect. I found it very hard to believe I was loved and I became a self-harmer.
I Get Help
Near the end of my sophomore year and the beginning of my junior year, I would be hospitalized 3 times due to suicidal thoughts and actions. My new family was very supportive and I received much love from them. My uncle taught me about God and the forgiveness of my sins. And my aunt was the mother figure I never had. Despite their love for me, my darkness was still very dark. I would self-harm quite often hurting myself pretty badly at some points. I hated myself so much and I couldn’t fight these demons much longer. But over time I would grow and learn to cope with my severe depression and grow to understand that I am loved. I would change forever and it was all due to God’s love for me.
I Am Ok Now
Finally, in My senior year. It’s been such a long journey and this year flew by. Oh, how I wish I could tell my past self it would be ok. I’ve grown physically, Mentally, and spiritually. I am just a sapling now, but I’m no longer a tiny seed. Oh, how much I’m excited to grow OH my Father in Heaven. You have not left me in the dark alone, You knew me before I was born. OH YAHWEY, you are my king, and all the glory goes to you. To the person reading this, I am living proof of hope I am living proof of God’s love. You are greatly loved by YAHWEY dear reader. (Thank you, Reader, Shalome)