Concussions In High School

The sun was peaking through my shutters as I was just waking up. As I stood up from my bed I felt as if I had been spinning for the past few hours. I was nauseous while attempting to balance myself while walking out of my room. For the next four months that is how my morning routine followed. Some may assume these are symptoms of a teenager who partied a little too hard the night before, however instead it is symptoms of a teenager with a severe concussion. During my freshmen year, after a soccer game I was diagnosed with having trauma to my head. Originally, I was told that I would only have to miss a few week of school and possibly a month of soccer. Although, those few weeks turned into four months, and that month turned into six months. At moments it felt as if I was robbed my life, I could not see my friends, play soccer, read, go to school, and even walk without becoming incredibly dizzy. The concussion later on led to me having mild depression. I refused to say I was depressed, there was no way, I had everything going for me a few months ago. How could I go from having a happy life to being labeled depressed?
I attempted to go to school a few times throughout the end of the school year, but it always ended in a disaster. At the end of freshmen year I was missing many credits from my report card, which is a student’s worst nightmare. As I was feeling better I was given loads and loads of homework from multiple subjects, and since I was deprived of school for the last four months I was excited to be able to read and write again. Now as a senior with all my credits completed I look back at this situation happy that this happened to me. Yes, I am happy I had a severe concussion because I was able to learn what true compassion was and how unconditional love is applied by one of the most important teachers I have had: my