My Mental Health Journey
This will be hard for me to post, but I believe that it is important to know that we all have our struggles with life. I promised myself that I would be transparent, and I am here to do just that. Here's what someone struggling with mental health can look like: It can look ugly and pretty. Sometimes even both. Let's start where I started to spiral hard. That would be 6th grade. Wide-eyed Miranda started her middle school experience pretty rough. Someone I trusted started a text thread spreading horrific rumors about me. I long story short, I was being painted as a girl who was looking for physical relationships when I was terrified of having a normal relationship with a guy. I did not go to school for a week to escape the torture of being ostracized and losing more friends daily. At the time, I was unaware how to stand up for myself, so I bottled up my emotions--which would not be a good idea. There were several days where I would collapse to the floor when I got home from