• Jason Wood

Summer of Change

25 summers ago, I cried all alone in my bedroom, replaying my dad’s death over and over again. I hated the world. I hated myself. I stayed quiet.


22 summers ago, I lived in a constant state of anxiety, fearing the future bullying in the high school locker room. I hated the world. I hated myself. I stayed quiet.


18 summers ago, I watched my family fall apart as cancer was robbing me of my mom. I hated the world. I hated myself. I stayed quiet.


12 summers ago, I lived in a hot rundown apartment with no electricity and an eviction notice on the door. I hated the world. I hated myself. I stayed quiet.


11 summers ago, I spent the evening at the Naperville jail after being arrested on a suspended license. I hated the world. I hated myself. I stayed quiet.


7 summers ago, I spent countless hours looking up diets and crafting food rules to prevent colorectal cancer. I hated the world. I hated myself. I stayed quiet.


5 summers ago, I abused alcohol in an attempt to numb the pain and anxiety. I hated the world. I hated myself. I stayed quiet.


3 summers ago, I felt my heart break when relatives ignored my wedding invite because I was gay. I hated the world. I hated myself. I stayed quiet.


2 summers ago, I crashed into rock bottom and came to terms with my eating disorder, anxiety, and OCD. I hated the world. I hated myself. I spoke up.


This summer, I’ve embraced the healing and growth of this recovery journey, while I share my story to encourage others to seek the help they deserve. I love the world. I love myself. I am no longer quiet.



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