|Let us eat cake!|
Right before college, when I was about to turn 19, I just lost it. I couldn't function because the fear from OCD and anxiety was so great. I thought the intrusive thoughts would never stop.
I had suicidal ideation - which for those of you outside the psychology world "is a term used by mental health professions to describe suicidal thoughts and feelings (without suicidal actions)." ("Defining Suicide", an interesting read for more information on different aspects of suicide.) article
I was worried that I would feel that way forever. I didn't think I could handle it for the rest of my life.
But things got better.
I got help and have been slowly making progress for years. I've had my ups and downs, and some of the problems and fears from the past still plague me, but I have better tools to deal with them now.
So today I feel the triumph of living another year, fighting another day. Hopefully 27 will be the best year yet.