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Glennon Melton's Carry On Warrior
WE ARE WARRIORS

From the moment we were given this assignment, I was terrified. I was terrified of making a fool of myself. My brain would torture me for hours. Filling up with poisonous thoughts. And these thoughts were the constant reminders of the battles I fought. Anxiety. Depression. Fear. Silence. In Glennon Melton’s novel, Carry on Warrior, she emphasizes that maybe “the people who need help sometimes look a lot like the people who don’t need help”.

But I am a warrior.

And maybe you are too but you just don’t realize it yet. Our battles cause us to live in our own worlds that hide us from the real one. They cause us to put on a mask and pretend to be what everyone expects us to be. And to build up our own barriers that shield us from everything until we are able to realize that there is more to life than we know. So here I am today, telling my story with no mask, no pretending, and no hiding.

Two and a half years ago, my life changed. It was the day that I fell apart. And the day that my mom’s life choices began to affect me. I automatically didn’t know what to feel or how to react. So I ended up isolating myself from all the negativity in my life. I started living in my own safe enclosed world where
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We think these protective walls will shield us from the broken world but they only prevent us from knowing our full potential. And I didn’t know that these walls were false perceptions of security. So I would numb and hide my feelings. And I was silent. But I thought living in my own ideal world meant that I could escape dealing with my problems. It was a world that made sense to me. So I spent years living on the other side of my built up walls of loneliness, fear, and anxiety. And no matter how hard I tried to break through these walls, I didn’t have the strength to escape. I was

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