Silent Night

The holidays are fast approaching as are my fall semester finals here at Western, and strange as it is, I'm not looking forward to either. I don't know how three weeks at home with my family is possibly going to be beneficial to the state I'm in. I have currently been diagnosed with severe depression. Nothing I've done at Western seems to work, and everything I've tried to do seems to come up to a dead end. I feel I'm standing in a room with mirrors all around me, and all I see is a failure looking back. No matter what I do, I can't escape from this horrifying image. The place that was supposed to be a fresh start has turned into a living nightmare, and like with most nightmares, your body can't physically scream. I can't scream and I can't cry. For the first time in my life, I feel completely silenced. I don't have a voice on this campus. Soon it will be a new year, and maybe a miracle will occur, but for now, there is nothing positive in my life.