"I like Indiana Wesleyan better", I said as dad exhales and replies, "I know, but we just ran the numbers and financially, it's just not possible". "What's your second choice?" my mother asks. In a defeated voice I say, "I guess it's...

..Fighting all the way to the hospital, Nick lost too much blood and passed away. The way I saw it, I had two choices...

...when I first found out, betrayal, heartbreak, and madness washed over me. I felt as if God had let me down and betrayed me. I also knew that my life as I knew it was going to change and I didn't know if it was for the best or the worst.

This time of my life was sad, dark and lonely.  I was never satisfied with what I looked like or who I was. There was no compliment to be said from a friend, boy or family member that could make me think any differently of myself.

Depression made me angry, bitter, and it hardened my heart. After many sleepless nights and days of hating myself, I realized...