The Story of the Darkest Year of My Life
What it feels like to battle deep depression
As I reflect on another year of my life, I can’t help but think about how difficult and rewarding 2019 has been for me. I celebrated two years at my job, finally finished my bachelor’s degree 10 years after graduating high school, met cool people I look up to like Casey Neistat, and was selected for HBCUvc’s 31 Under 31. From the outside looking in, I should have been hopping out of bed like Michael Scott doing parkour through the office of Dunder Mifflin. But instead, I was severely depressed.
A year ago, I started battling deep depression. Many things contributed to it, including circumstances that I won’t talk about in this post. While I’m doing better now, I still have moments where the feeling of depression permeates my mind like drops of rain before a storm. Instead of following this dark storm of despair, I’ve learned to fight for my mental health and manage those feelings in a healthy way.
I debated sharing my story because it’s so personal; the last thing I want to be is superficially vulnerable. My hope is that it will help at least one person to keep going and not let depression defeat them like it nearly defeated me earlier this year. When I was in the deepest depths of my depression, it helped to learn about other people who had gone…
