Summertime Sadness

This summer was a very difficult time for me. Three days into the summer break, I was in my first car accident, leaving me without a car for two months. For those that are close to me, you know that driving down backroads with windows down and blasting country music is my way of coping with things. Well, that was now taken from me. The one thing I turned to in order to cope was no longer an option. The accident constantly replayed in my head and haunted me. I went from being someone to drive anywhere and everywhere to being someone who is afraid to get behind the wheel again. Luckily nobody was severely hurt in the accident, I just ended up with a concussion. At this time, I was also taking online summer classes, struggling with them, and trying to find new ways to cope when life gets tough. During this time, I was really struggling with my depression. I went from hanging out with the other summer RAs and going on walks around campus, to isolating myself from everyone around me. There were several days when I would just lay in bed and sleep all day. Days where I wouldn’t eat or shower. It got so bad to the point, that my parents, who weren’t there to witness what was going on, started to worry about me and my well-being. Once I realized how bad everything was and that eating was a struggle, I decided to use Instagram to my advantage. I started ordering groceries and cooking healthy meals to hopefully make me feel better. Each time I would make something, I would post it to my story on Instagram. By doing that, I was kept accountable for eating at least 1 meal per day.

Thankfully, I was able to be a summer worker on campus and work with my boss in Burt. There were days when I would show up to work and she would suggest getting Sonic or coffee after we finished our tasks and objectives for that day. It would hit 2pm by the time we finished, and she would look at me and ask if I had eaten that day. I would just look at her, and that’s when she would look at me in shock and say “forget coffee, we’re getting you food!” I am so grateful to God for giving me a boss, mentor, and friend, who constantly looks out for me and my well-being without questioning it. For giving me someone who sees my worth and potential and constantly reassures me it’s there when I can’t see it for myself.