You know what I’m really thankful for, lately? All of the mental health assistance I’ve received over the last month and a half. The last six weeks (and the last two weeks in particular) have honestly been kind of life-changing for me.
It started with my math teacher reaching out. She noticed I hadn’t been in class and was struggling with some things. She asked me what was going on, if I needed any kind of accommodation (like with group work, because she knows I have social anxiety). When I told her I was just stressed and having anxiety, she asked if I was seeing anyone. I mentioned trying to get in to see one of the school therapists last semester, but they were so understaffed.
She sent a referral to the health services office, saying she thought I would benefit from mental health services. That allowed me to finally get an appointment to see someone.
The social worker I was able to get in to see, Linda, has been amazing. When I was in high school, I saw a therapist who was by far the best I’d ever been to. Linda is on par with her, definitely. She’s one of the best and most understanding mental health professionals I’ve ever been lucky enough to speak with. I’m disappointed I can’t see her long-term, because she’s amazing.
She’s helped me navigate getting my DSPS (disabled student services) information straightened out. She’s the one who diagnosed my PTSD and agoraphobia–the first time a therapist has ever looked to diagnoses beyond depression and anxiety.
Thanks to her, I have more information about what’s happening in my head than I ever have. I have more treatment options which might be more effective than what I’d been trying for the depression and anxiety alone. The diagnosis was jarring, of course, but it’s also amazing to finally know.
My DSPS counselor, Dawn, is also incredible. She worked with me to figure out what accommodations I need for class and to make sure I get them. Without her assistance, I may very well have dropped out this semester because I’m just not in a headspace to work with other people, right now–sometimes I’m not even in a headspace to make it to class at all.
And, of course, all of you wonderful people who have been so supportive of me during this time. The outpouring of love I received after mentioning my diagnosis was overwhelming. I cannot thank all of you enough for how kind and loving you’ve been to me. You all mean the world to me. Please know that you really do help.
I love you all.
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