“I can’t be the only thing that makes you happy anymore”. Those were the last words my ex-girlfriend said to me just three weeks in to starting my degree at university. What was she talking about? I wasn’t unhappy. What an odd thing to say. She made it sound like I was hiding from something. I wasn’t hiding from anything… was I? At university, I was formally diagnosed with mental health conditions. You see since about the age of 12, I had battled with depression and anxiety. But I didn’t admit I had any problems: when I was a teenager, I couldn’t handle going...
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