When it gets bad enough, where it is affecting academic work - crying, can't get out of bed, a feeling of hopelessness - that is when people need to get help.

It starts in late fall.

Get outside more; if it's gray, there is some light getting through. Exercise helps any depression or anxiety.

As I was snuggling back into my bed after getting up to use the bathroom, I breathed a little, "This must be like heaven." I love my bed. I love the "ahh" that comes with getting warm and smelling fresh sheets. I also love how it feels to get clean when I'm dirty and eat when I'm hungry. So, I'm thinking that maybe we still get cold, and dirty, and hungry in heaven. And, that's going to help me enjoy getting cold, and dirty, and hungry in earth (or in this body) just a little bit more.

Even when I was hospitalized twice, and when you lay in that bed thinking about what you're going through, my family and friends were the main reason I kept fighting.

I didn't roll out of bed and direct Malcolm X. Whatever you do, go out there and work hard.