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The Danger In Not Confronting Microagressions

I was 18, one month into my sophomore year of college in Philadelphia, when I had a nervous breakdown. I threw away my phone, deleted my social media accounts, and tried to run away from everything. I had been suffering from depression since high school, but I didn’t recognize my experience as such at the time. I thought about committing suicide, but I didn’t go through with it — instead I decided to admit myself into a psychiatric hospital in Baltimore.