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

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

I Lined up all my meds and I thought, how can this possibly be good for me and at what point do the positives of

This is like your home away from home.  It is a comfortable safe place to be.  Especially once you get over the group therapy idea,

It’s pretty important to me now cause it has to go with me everywhere I go now. I do not want to know what would

Saw this house and just thought oh, how depressing.  House peeling, grass not mowed, shingles falling off.  Screamed depression to me.  I couldn’t imagine living

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

Pile of my mail: All of the health care bills piling up. It is really expensive to have a mental illness, it costs a lot

This picture has to do with shutting people out. When I’m feeling depressed I don’t want anyone around. I have a sister that I love

Picture of my bed. I slept constantly. If I wasn’t sleeping I would try to go to sleep.  I know that the anxiety and stomachache