This is an empty classroom, I just dumped all my books in there–cause I had to leave school for a semester. It was a big

Vivarin medication –stay awake medicine.  It took me a long time for me to start taking meds. Because everyone kept telling me since I was

A picture of the flag that was draped over my father’s casket when he was buried at the age of 21. A heroin user who

This is my Grandpa’s Scapular medal. Grandpa gave it to me when he was dying of cancer. These are what he kept when he was

Fallen tree still living.  I have always liked this tree but when I was a kid, it fell over and uprooted and I like it

Some of the meds can be really expensive—I’m lucky that I’m still under my parents’ insurance and they can still support me with hospital costs

Cross stitch. I have not told my mom about my mental illness and that is really hard. However, she is not really into that because

I was raised in an Evangelical Household which meant that if you have a mental illness then you are not close enough to God. It

What is seen here is my theory homework. Math of music course. More academic courses for my major. The poem I took a picture of

This is a photo of the home I grew up in. It’s a picture of the outside of the house but it’s the place where