I got to that point a lot where my mom would actually ask me like, "This sounds serious, do you need to go somewhere to have them help you with this?" And I think out of just being frightened, I’d pull an immediate 180, and I’d be like "No, no, I’m fine now." And I’d try to change my mood, I’d try to smile, and I’d try to act like there was nothing wrong anymore. It was just me taking kind of my fear, and also just kind of taking those negative emotions and just burying it. I think that’s probably one of the last things you want to do, because it just builds up to the point where you finally explode, and then you’re in a crisis situation like I was.

If you feel like you need help or there’s something wrong, definitely seek out help. Definitely tell somebody that you trust about it, and also, I mean, take the next step that I didn’t for a long time, which is when they ask you—when they actually want to begin acting on getting you help, actually taking it.