The-Creative-Artist

As expected at Shadow Falls High, freshman student Enya Hathway had her nose buried in a mountain of books in the library. However, today, she was reading to distract herself from her silently enduring anguish. Outside her friends group, others didn't know she had a myriad of mental illnesses. One of the worst was she felt highly depressed right now. She'd attempted talking to her psychiatrist a few days ago concerning how she felt with no success. She had requested a meds change, and the doctor just told her to change her mindset and make a friend.  It infuriated both her and her mother that the psychiatrist would be so dismissive. Particularly when Enya told her that she'd been waking up crying for weeks or how far down in the hole she was. Enya wondered why no one listened to individuals in crisis—or just listened in general, to be honest. She loathed the generalized statements therapists seemed to make or failed to realize their clients weren't all cut from the same cloth.  Enya