I attended a high-pressure college, and a combination of physical illness and depression nearly compelled me to drop out in my senior year. Though I was able to finish the year and graduate with good grades, I was very sick. My energy was depleted, and I lost a close but ultimately unhealthy group of friends, which left me feeling that I stood at the center of a wide, lonely space I couldn’t see out of.
Losing four years of friendship was a loss of nearly my entire identity, of the personhood I’d been trying to build in my first years away from home. Suddenly, I didn’t know who I was or... Read More