My life as a traveling teacher.

Around this time last year, I shared my personal story about my struggle with major depressive disorder. The response from my friends and family was exceedingly thoughtful and supportive. Friends I had not spoken to in years reached out to say hello and offer words of comfort. Close friends offered their time and the best hugs. A few people in my life who shared versions of my story told me so, and reinforced the notion that oftentimes, we are oblivious to the challenges that those around us are facing - it also was a reminder of vulnerability's capacity to connect us. It taught me that my situation did not have to be lived in isolation – that those around me could sometimes relate, and at the very least empathize, when given the chance. In learning about depression, it requires understanding that there exist varying degrees on the spectrum of the illness. Not being on its extremity does not mean that I shouldn’t seek help. Not addressing it doesn’t make it go away, and