wanted to share something personal with you all for this illustration. I’ve been going through mental health problems for awhile. they mainly started when I started middle school, and it wasn’t until after I got into mental health advocacy that I realized some of things I was feeling and thinking weren’t things every feels and thinks. about two years ago I told my mom I wanted to go to therapy and it never happened. last year after coming back from study abroad I said it too. still didn’t happen. I now more than ever want to go to therapy. I shouldn’t make myself go through my problems alone — I deserve help. I always am downplaying my own struggles and problems because I know that other people out there have it worse. But that’s okay if I’m not in the most severe state possible – I still deserve to see a mental health professional. So here’s a public note to myself: Dear me, Please make that therapy appointment. YOU ARE WORTHY OF GETTING HELP! Love, yourself. I want to be as open...