RepostBy mizzou2u: "Have you ever felt so broken that you couldn’t breath and you didn’t know why? Well let me speak on this. I have, back in 2009 in Springfield, Missouri I was at my apartment in college and all I could do was asked myself, “what’s happening to me?” I started to shake and panic because I thought death was creeping up on me. I wondered if somebody had punched me in the stomach, to the point where I lost consciousness. Or was I dreaming? No, I was suffering from something called depression and anxiety. As I sat in my room in the dark, with my eyes open feeling alone, my body began to shake again. I started to cry because of the agony and pain. The flashbacks of a traumatic events crossed my mind. I began to think of gun violence and my brother being murdered in broad daylight. I thought about my friends and family getting locked up, fights in my community, people in poverty, struggling just to make ends meat. In my head I felt responsible for the things going on in and ...