One Swift Kick

My friend’s first blog post. Let’s show her some love!


My first official battle with depression hit me at just 13 years old, a freshly deemed teen entering my first year of high school. Within the first month of going back to school, I spent a week straight at home with only enough energy and will to move from the couch a time or two a day. My primary care physician offered a mononucleosis diagnosis, better known to teens as “the kissing disease”—one of the most common viruses to infect humans around the world. At the time, the diagnosis seemed plausible to both my family and I. Anyone who regularly comes into close contact with large numbers of people is at an increased risk for mono, leading high school and college students to frequently become infected. In addition to statistical odds, several of my close friends at school were spending time at home in bed infected with the virus. I…

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