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This article is written by a student writer from the Her Campus at TAMU chapter.

She was peppy, bright, and loving. 

She had a pink aura surrounding her. 

She was full of life and tapped into her inner child daily. 

She was constantly moving, caffeinated, and happy to be alive. 

She radiated love. 

One day, she changed. 

She got her heart broken. 

She turned cold. 

She felt alone. 

She lost herself and the pink-loving child inside of her.

She remembered who she was and what she had to offer the world.

She came back stronger. 

She prioritized her feelings, boundaries, and emotions. 

She metamorphosed into a more beautiful version of herself. 

She spent time alone, working on herself. 

Then one day, she fell in love. 

She loved everything about him. 

She loved the way his smile melted her heart.

She loved how he made her better.

She was truly blessed. Her life was beautiful. And yet, a year later she fell down again.

She knew her mental health was getting out of line. 

She knew she felt different than her usual self and didn’t know how to fix it. 

She hit rock bottom. She cried countless tears. She hurt the ones she loved most. 

She felt as if no one understood just how busy her brain was. 

She was spending all of her energy focusing on others’ needs. 

She always felt that she had strong maternal instincts and empathetic nature.

She advocated for others, yet didn’t check in with herself the way she used to.

Finally, she asked for help. 

She reached out to her peers.

She knew that she couldn’t continue feeling as if there was something wrong with her. 

She felt crazy.
She became the one in dire need of a friend, instead of being the one there for others. 

She found two souls who met her where she was and loved her anyway. 

She will always be eternally grateful for them and their willingness to listen.

She, and her brain, went through changes.

She began building a life she knew she would love. 

She rebuilt her expectations and boundaries.

She organized everything around her and got rid of any excess. 

She cut ties with anyone who didn’t actively add positivity and joy to her life. 

She loved her people more than she ever knew possible.

She felt as if she was seeing her life in color again. 

Everywhere she looked, she felt like she had rose-tinted glasses that allowed her to see everything through a lens of love. 

She appreciated the sunshine more than ever and cherished the moments when the sun’s warmth touched her skin. 

She made sure to tell the people she loves that she loves them, every day. 

She unfollowed any accounts that didn’t inspire her. 

She made a bucket list and a dream board.

She began reading again. 

She missed the feeling of the crisp pages turning between her fingers, but loved, even more, the attachment she grew to the characters; words on a page coming to life. 

She began journaling her thoughts and she felt such a sense of fulfillment seeing her words fill the pages. 

She felt such strong gratitude for her life again, especially for the people in it. 

She still is so in love with her person. He inspires her every day with his excitement for life.

She feels so inspired. 

She has such big dreams that she knows she is capable of accomplishing. 

She feels confident in herself, her body, and her brain. 

She knows what it feels like to hit her own rock bottom, and she is conscious of this. 

She is constantly reminded of just how lucky she really is, to have a life where she is loved and gets to love others. 

She is proud of herself. 

She went through her own type of hell. 

She rose up stronger, wiser, and with more empathy for humanity.

She is proud of you, too.

Howdy! I'm a junior psychology major at Texas A&M (WHOOP!) from Dripping Springs, Texas! I have a passion for reading, writing, Kenya, traveling, mental health, and coffee!