My freshman year, I was struggling severely with my mental health. I lost sight of God and how much he cared for me. I was not sure if I was worthy of His love for a long time. After some time however, I began to notice the little things that God had created and wondered, if God can create and love every single thing on this Earth, that must mean he loves me too! After that, with the help of God, I began to dig myself out of the hole I had buried myself in. When I rediscovered God, my life changed for the better. I felt a weight lifted off of my shoulders and I felt at peace with myself. I realized that I am most definitely fearfully and wonderfully made in the eyes of God and I was seeing all the beautiful things about myself. Finding God again made me view the people in my high school differently as well. Suddenly, they were not who everyone perceived them to be. They had a past and a struggle that I knew nothing about. God helped me to understand that everyone else is fearfully and wonderfully made too! He increased my compassion for those in my high school. High school is difficult for everyone in many ways. God not only helped me see other people’s hurt but He helped me ease my hurt. High school isn’t the best time in life, but God helped me to figure out who I want to be.
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