Jul 4, 2018
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My name is Emily and I am 20 years old, born and raised in Canada.
I was adopted at the age of one. My biological mother was young when she had me. She was struggling with addiction and couldn’t give me the basic human needs for survival. I was malnourished and very weak. I was dying. I was adopted at the age of one and a half. When I was adopted, I spent a lot of time at the hospital doing cat scans and other intense tests to try to help me. I couldn’t walk, talk, or move at all. I had to do speech therapy as I had trouble speaking. When it came to my schooling, I was assessed and put in a special needs class. I was bullied and beat up because of it. I spent eight and a half years in this class, until family took me out and home-schooled me.
Things were starting to look better.
When I was 16, I was taken away from my adopted parents and spent almost three years with another relative. I started at another high school. Things were starting to look better. I’ve struggled with mental illness. I had major depression and suffered with suicidal thoughts. I’ve attempted suicide more than once. My city had a suicide crisis in 2016, during which time, my partner took their life. That’s when life ended for me. I was hospitalized three times with pills and needles in isolation because I was so focused on ending my pain. The third hospitalization was intense, but it saved my life. I’m very thankful to this day for their help.
I will beat this illness because I have a mission.
I still struggle with depression and suicidal thoughts, but I will beat this illness because I have a mission. My mission is to tell people my story and help others. Never be afraid to ask for help. I am a mental health advocate and blogger. I completed the ASIST program to learn how to help people who are suicidal and I also learned how to do crisis intervention.