Here is my original piece for my repurposing project. I wrote this during my freshmen year in college when I was very overwhelmed, stressed, and confused. I did not know exactly what was going on inside my head and the only way I felt like I could make sense of it all was to write down every thought at that moment. I would consider this piece an average case of "word vomit:" a delightful spew of words that may not make coherent sentences or paragraphs. But for me, the words did not need to make sense. It was most important I wrote something down. This piece was the beginning of my journey of acceptance and truly understanding what mental illness meant to me.