What kind of person are you? This is a very important question when you are struggling with things such as a disability, bullying, health issues, and mental illness. First think hard about it. Do you give up? Do you hide in shame? Do you stand up and fight? Do you find away around your struggles? Once you answer these then you can decide what type of person you are. Are you a quitter? Are you determined? Are you a coward? Are you a winner?

I asked myself the question, “What kind of person am I?” at several points in my life. First when I struggled with a learning disability, second when I faced bullying, third while struggling at my lowest point with mental illness, fourth when I struggled with breast cancer, and fifth while continuously struggling with health problems. I concluded that “I am an Overcomer.”

I see each of the challenges I face in my life as something I will find a way around and overcome. Sometimes it takes a while, but I face it head on and I succeed. When I discovered I had a learning disability, I struggled to find my way around it, and I felt defeated. When I reached high school, I found my ways to work around it and made the merit roll, the honor roll, then the honor society, and finally I graduated from high school with a hidden hero speech given about me and five scholarships.

It took me time to find my way around the learning disability and bullying, but once I did, I faced it head on. I spent hours studying, I wrote my own notes from the textbooks, I put my notes on index cards, and I studied the cards for hours. I became very determined I would prove to everyone I wasn’t stupid, and I did. When I made the honor roll some of the kids who once bullied me asked to cheat off my tests. When I was in the National Honors Society, I was given the task to tutor a child in reading for an elementary teacher who once said I couldn’t read. The teacher quickly changed her mind about me. They told me I could never get good grades on my own and yet I did. I found my way around my disability and around the bullying and I overcame it.

When I was at the bottom of the dark hole of my mental illness, I thought my life was useless, I became suicidal, and I felt like I was going to never feel better. I struggled most of my childhood and teenage years with this illness, not knowing what it was. When my cousin was killed in a car accident, I hit the deepest, darkest part of my hole. When I started college, I was in despair. I was planning my death, I was self-injuring, I was getting sick every day, and I wasn’t sleeping. It took all my energy to force myself to get out of bed and go to my classes. I saw a pamphlet at college about depression, and then I knew what was going on with me. I went to my mom for help and started working on a path to recovery. I took a year off college, I started therapy, and I worked hard. I did the homework my therapist gave me, I started a job where I made friends, I got rid of a bad relationship, and I got a social life. I reached recovery, but several years later my mental illness hit rock bottom again.

I could have said, “I give up,” but I didn’t. When I noticed myself falling, I found myself a therapist. While I was struggling, I got involved in an abusive relationship. When he kicked me out of his home he told me, “I can’t help you. You gave up.” I needed to hear those words because they sparked determination in me. I went to several different therapists until I found the right one for me. She knew I was a writer so she had me do homework that involved writing, like putting my feelings down on paper, starting a positive journal, writing out my bad thoughts and turning them to positive ones, and so on.

I decided I didn’t want to live at the bottom of the hole, so I fought to climb out. I carried a journal with me wherever I went, I did the homework my therapist gave me, I fought my negative thinking, I joined a self-injury support group, and I went to a psychiatrist to get medication for my illness. I reached recovery and I have been living a happy life for several years now. I have bad days, but I handle them with coping techniques and the help of my support team. I faced mental illness head on, and I overcame it.

I did the same with breast cancer, nine surgeries, and many health problems. I don’t sit down and give up. When people tell me I can’t do something, I find a way to do it. I felt like giving up several times during my many struggles and at times I felt hopeless, but I didn’t quit. I couldn’t give up. That’s not who I am. I’m a person who faces my challenges head on and I find a way to rise above them and grow from them. I am an overcomer.

What type of person are you? Think hard about it. If you’re struggling with mental illness or other challenges, decide what you want to do about it. Do you want that challenge to define your life, or do you want to work around it and rise above it? Once you make the decision, then you can discover the type of person you are. When you figure that out, use it to propel you forward to success and recovery. Life’s hardships do not have to define you. An illness or a disability doesn’t have to define you. Your willingness to fight comes from the person you are deep inside, and that’s what defines you. 

When I needed back surgery and I had to lose weight to get it, I worked hard with a friend to lose the weight. I faced the challenge, and I overcame it. An overcomer is the type of person I am. It’s what makes me a strong person and is the reason why I stand happily in the light of recovery.