Sophomore Year Depression and New Beginnings
Sophomore year was a very challenging year for me. Though I don’t mention it often because there hasn’t been any real reason or need, I was severely depressed going into it. I didn’t want to go back to school. I had had a lot of medical problems that brought me really close with my parents and it was VERY hard for me to leave. (unrelated to anything…and no before you ask, it had nothing to do with food or an an eating disorder either…). I was about 90% away from going to the local college near my house.
But I made it through. When I say the first couple of weeks were rough, I cried (for no reason) in my room daily. My boyfriend at the time, was very good to me and really helped me through that part of my life. I’ll never be able to thank him enough because I know I was a tad off. This was probably the hardest few months of my life. I was never homesick freshman year, but sophomore year was a big culture shock.
So first, I learned that you must put yourself first. The nurses recommended that I move out of my room because I was severely depressed into somewhere where I could have my own personal space (I’m still pretty close with my two week sophomore roomie and she def understood!) . I actually ended up moving into a single in a suite with an RA, Jackie, who I love to death (I’m actually going to her wedding in June!).
Second, with the right network of friends, you can make it through anything you put your mind too. After my medical problems had simmered and
I had gotten the right medications to handle them, I slowly began to readjust to college life. Once I didn’t have to worry about them-I just became a lot happier again.
Coincidently, this was also my best year of collage swimming and I moved up the ranks to the top female distance swimmer on our team. (For this year only).
Finally, your interests change and I found that out when I ran my *first* road race that I quite enjoyed and it all lead to my running spiral. As well as starting to paint to relieve stress. (For me, exercise does NOT relieve stress like painting does).
Question for you: What did you learn sophomore year of college (high school)?