Perseverance

Early in the year my dad passed away. It was not a sudden thing though, for years my dad struggled with depression, constantly going in a downhill spiral. The day we got the news, I went straight to my morning skating lesson and school after. I continued on with my life like everything was normal. At the time I thought that this was perseverance. But, a month or so later I stopped showing up for school. It wasn't because I simply didn't want to go, it was physically painful for me to get out of bed. It took me months to get out of this, everyday I fought with myself to start my day. My mom knew what was going on, but she didn't have the strength or time to talk to me. I couldn't let her down, she had picked herself up and persevered so much, so inspired me to make myself get up every morning, no matter what I was feeling. I didn't do this by myself, so I can't take the credit. But I'm so proud that I was able to get myself out of that mess. Because if I didn't persevere, I would probably still be in bed today.