About Me

Who Am I? 

Hi, I’m Kelsey. I’m incredibly open-minded, I love to laugh, and my favorite vegetable is a sweet potato. I’m a senior at a beautiful university in Iowa studying Management Information Systems and minoring in Psychology. Outside of class, I love spending time with my friends and family doing literally anything. Yes, anything. This means, laying on the couch for hours, I mean hours, eating endless amounts of chips and queso, hanging out in the bathroom, you name it, we most likely do it. Beyond hanging out, I enjoy working out, specifically kickboxing, and specifically to Mambo No. 5 (I HIGHLY SUGGEST). I also really enjoy watching movies, using social media, and most importantly reminding my loved ones that I LOVE THEM.

Why Do I Care About Mental Health?

Well… everyone has a story. My biggest fault in life is forgetting that everyone is fighting their own battles and to be cautious and aware of that. Here’s mine:

All throughout high school I was in a relationship and that relationship extended throughout my sophomore year of college so roughly 5 years. I didn’t realize how dependent I was on this person, until we broke up. It sounds super cliche right? Fall out of long-term relationship, losing control, wanting to die, we’ve all heard those stories. That’s how mine went. I realized I didn’t know how to be independent, alone, or how to make decisions. I was depressed and didn’t know what to do. I started developing bad habits that hindered rather than benefited my life. I didn’t know what to do. I decided to go to a counselor on campus. It was the best decision of my life. For the entire academic year I was in counseling and it changed my life. I was so much happier. I learned about mindfulness, self-acceptance, and helpful ways to cope. I learned that it’s okay not to be okay and it’s okay to turn to others for help. As summer approached, I thought I’d be okay without counseling. I was wrong. Once school started back up I found myself spiraling back down into my old habits. I was miserable and I didn’t know what to do. I was texting my mom everyday telling her how miserable I was and how I just didn’t want to do it anymore and I didn’t know why I felt that way. This was my cry for help. She insisted that I get back into counseling and see a psychiatrist if that’s what I thought was best. This was best. I’m now on an anti-depressant and I feel comfortable saying that.

Why Am I Speaking Out?

I want people to know it’s okay not to be okay. It’s okay to seek help. Before this blog, many people probably didn’t know my struggles. But you know what, I have nothing to hide. I want to use my experiences to help others. To help those fighting and to help those love. To help others understand the importance of mental health. To help end the stigma. I wouldn’t be where I am today without the love and support I received throughout the past year. I want you to know you’re never alone. I want to help provide the support, knowledge, and inspiration that I received through my rough patch. So, here goes nothing.