There is no problem in the world that is worth ending your life over. You can get help, no matter what you're going through. You don't have to feel bad.
When you feel depressed, it's very hard to believe that you matter. But you do. You have a lot to live for. Ending your life is not the right solution for you.
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At 23 years of age, Alicia Raimundo is living proof that you don't have to wait until you're older to make meaningful change in the world. In fact, Alicia already has ten years under her belt as a mental health advocate, a journey that began with her own battles. At age 13, Alicia experienced serious bouts of suicidal ideation as the result of depression and anxiety, coming perilously close to being part of Canada's grim suicide statistics . Raimundo has had her struggles with her illnesses over the years, but it was her move to university that served as a springboard for her to take full control over her life. After enrolling at the University of Waterloo in 2007 she began volunteering and openly sharing her story with peers, and experienced a major turning point three years later, when she made her first public speech on the subject. The response to Alicia's talk empowered her and encouraged her to continue speaking and volunteering throughout her university career. Though she graduated with a degree in Psychology and Business last October, Raimundo has continued to make giving back to the young mental health community a priority. She has worked with over a dozen organizations, including YourLifeCounts, mindyourmind.ca, MobilizingMinds, Partners for Mental Health and the University of Waterloo itself, creating PSAs, anti-stigma tools, and much more. This year she is proud to be one of the Five Faces of Mental Illness, taking part in a national media campaign comprising over 80,000 posters, commercials and numerous engagements across Canada. Alicia's goal is to make people more connected to mental health issues while helping to eliminate the stigma attached to them . "My journey has taken me from classrooms, on improv, TV and even the circus to the TEDxWaterloo stage, and other conferences all over Canada," she says. "I am excited to be giving back." Though many people are mystified by Raimundo's age, she is empowered by many amazing youth organizations to believe in herself and continue changing the world . She invites you all to watch her TEDxWaterloo speech.
My name is Taylor Fuhrman and I have depression. It all started in grade nine. School was hard, meeting new friends, and teachers, High school drama. Fighting with friends. Just to make it all harder Cameron heights. (my very first high school, I've been to four) was not the school I had planed on atteneding. I wanted courses that they didn't offer. Being in classes you have no interest in makes it hard to pass those classes.
My mom (Kathy Jarvis) and her fiance, just seperated after 5 years. We had to move, again. Moving alot while a kid make it extremely difficult to make and keep friends. Cameron Heights put in my transfer, thinking I was going to Grandriver for my language courses I was so excited. Untill I got the letter from Kitcher Waterloo Collegiate. That is the school I was transfered to. A school where again I knew noone, and they still didn't have my courses. I stuck it out for a few weeks untill I got into a fight with a girl in my class. I was new and in grade 11. Noone wants to be friends with the new girl that late in your highschool career. I stopped attending. This is when the depression got worse.
Crying everyday. Worried about not graduating, worrying about my future, my family situation, my mothers finacial situatuion. I was worrying about things a 16 year old shouldn't even know about. That was where the anxiety began.
Second semester of grade eleven I was finally transfered to Grand River. Where it was to late for me to start my language courses. So I made new friends, and focused on passing the classes I did have. Feeling like your future has been taken from you can make you depressed, add on the family situation which in my case was living in a two bedroom appartment with 5 other people, not having seen my dad in 9 years (by choice), can make life difficult.
The summer of 2012 was extremely hard for me. My friends were all planning on where they wanted to apply for university or college, and I was too far behind to even think about that. If they were not planning post secondary education they, were moving out of the city, getting engaged, or having babies. I felt so far behind. Like I was calling there names to wait for me but they couldn't hear me.
I began drinking and doing hard drugs as a coping mechanizm which now I can admit. In the summer I would have said it was because snorting drugs was "fun".
I decieded that living with my mom and siblings as much as I loved them all was too overwhelming and adding to the stress I planned to move in with a friend. My father (Mark Fuhrman) and I had recently started talking. When he got wind of my plan he stomped on that idea and told me I was moving in with him. August 1st I had my own room, space on the bathroom shelf, a ugly little dog. Everything I wanted. Except my dad was working all the time, to keep up with the morgage, so I was home alone constantly. Back at my moms house I was never alone, you never had any privacy. Now I had too much and felt more alone than ever. I went from one extreme to another.
In September I started at yet another school Huron Heights. Again I didn't know anyone. This time in grade twelve doing grade ten and eleven work to catch up. I was skipping school because it was embarrassing being 17 in 14/15 year old classes.
October 2012 I was "clinicly diagnosed" with sever depression disorder, anxiety disorders and eating disorders and began medication.
One of my girlfriends moved back to Kitchener and started at Huron. It was great she was behind in classes, so I didn't feel so alone. Untill we got into a fight about a boy we both knew. Rumors quickly spread through out the school about me. The rumors were so bad people from other schools were tweeting about me and posting nasty things on Facebook.
I woke up one Tuesday morning in November to all the things on Twitter, Facebook, BBM and text messages. I finally had reached my breaking point. I gave up, I cryed and threw things, and cut, and saw the pills on my night stand. The fact that they were looking like a great option scared me. My dad was at work and I was home alone. So I called my mom freaking out yelling and crying. She got me to go to her house, where I told her everything including my plan to take the pills.
I ended up in the waiting room of Grand River hospital. After taking the "crazy test" as I call it they had me see a psycharitist who admitted me into the child and adolecent psychiatric unit. I was under the impression that I would be there for 3 days max which is why I agreed. Three days quickly turned into 15. Finally after changing my medications and dosages, after all the group therapy sesions with the other kids, they let me go home, where I still was not allowed back at school. It was too soon. Slowly I started going, they let me do my work in the guidance office.
The school was so helpful and worked out great plans with me. Because I was gone for so long however I failed my math class (math is definitely not a self taught course). Now I'm attending school full time again. New semester has started and im going on a regular basis. I continue my medication, (zoloft, clanzapam, seriquill) see a counsellor, and psychiartist. Finally comunicate with my parents, both of them. And no longer do drugs, and have cut down a lot on drinking. I have also slowly started eating again.
Out patient treatmeant is hard but with my support system im getting through it, I still have my bad days, but slowly im having more good days.