How I feel @ Midd: A new mental health column
Over the summer I was constantly spamming my Instagram story with aesthetic pictures of the places I was going and the fun things I was doing. I figured that the good pictures that I took deserved to be seen. When I got back to campus for fall semester, I had people telling me how amazing my summer looked. While I did have the opportunity to do some incredible things, my posts didn’t show the hard days: the ones when my anxiety prevented me from leaving my room, or those I spent the entirety of looking at other people’s posts, thinking about how they seemed to be having more fun than me.