The long and short of it is I am a girl who is chasing her dreams, studying law until her brain is fried and coming up with plans bigger than her student loans. I either have major depressive disorder or bipolar disorder--depending on which psychiatrist you ask--but either way I've found that my disorder has enabled me to comfort and help more people than I could ever imagine, and God has used this to show me His grand plan for my life--to be a mental illness advocate. 

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I grew up in the church, and am dedicated to my God. If it weren't for my faith, there is no doubt in my mind that I would have commit suicide. But I didn't, because I know I have a heavenly Father who loves me at my worst and who will always take care of me.