A year ago, my body was physically here and healthy. Mentally, not so much. In the spring of 2018, I decided to run for a position to serve on our student government. You may have even seen my face on posters aside a fierce young woman. The two of us were running for ASUP President and Vice President. Then, I mysteriously withdrew from the race due to mental health reasons. Beginning in March, my brain began a battle between medication intended to regain my sanity and its natural chemically imbalanced state.
Who is Senate? Those cloaked hooded figures that meet every so often in St. Mary’s to decide where to put a third of a million dollars? That weird group of people your club leaders must meet up with to ask for more money?