Worth A Thousand Words

Just wanted to do a quick post.


While I was reading my Bible last night, I let my computer go through a file deletion process to free up space. I came across 3 hard drive backup folders that my computer must’ve created over time that were taking up the majority of my memory. I decided to get rid of them because I had nothing of value on this computer. Minutes pass and suddenly I heard an error noise. Apparently there was something my computer didn’t want to delete so it stopped the whole process. As I navigated through the backup folders to see what it was, I came across some familiar looking folder names. Folders I created years ago and had forgotten. I found a few folders that contained pictures that I saved. Inside one of them was the only picture I kept from my whole high school student tenure.


I went to several high schools because of depression and the affects of it. I kept mostly to myself and didn’t get involved with extra-curricular activities. I stayed away from cafeterias and auditorium sessions because I didn’t want to be around people. I even caught the bus in desolate places to avoid the kids that used to taunt me on the street. I didn’t take any pictures with the people I befriended in school or outside of school. I let my depression take control of my life and starting cutting at age 15. I went from fat to being very underweight due to over exercising and starving myself, sometimes eating just one sandwich per day. My cystic acne made me embarrassed to even be seen because my face would spontaneously bleed and the scars and bumps looked bad. This has to be one of the rarest pictures of me.


By the time I took this pic, much of my depression was dormant. It was during the last month of my senior year in high school in May 2006. My acne had mostly cleared up after years of taking the controversial drug Accutane. I weighed about 155 pounds, the highest I had ever been in my life to date. It was after the only dance I had went to all throughout high school; the senior prom. I went alone but I wasn’t bothered too much by it. I was playing at my last high school band concert. 


I boldly stand now with a renewed spirit in Christ that will never be put in the hands of man again. 2 Corinthians 5:17 - Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; the old has gone, the new has come!