I was always intuitive as a child, but growing up in a catholic household, many of my traits had to be curbed. I was ok collecting rocks and shells at the beach, constantly wanting to hang out with animals, listening to grunge music and wearing a bit too much black for a kid; but the incense burning and interest of the occult was quickly curbed in my early teens with ‘confirmation’ class. I struggled with depression and a direct correlation had been made. Fast forward to my 20s and the depression I thought I had shaken reared its head again at university, creating turmoil throughout my second year. It was only through forging a successful career for myself and an award-winning one at that, and yes, cliché of course, falling in love, did I shake it for the second time.
But of course, I hadn’t really ‘dealt’ with it, I was merely being distracted by other things at any one time. And then towards the end of 2018 there was an incident which absolutely floored me. An incident which someone else may have been able to brush off, but it sent me into a spiral of anxiety and depression throughout the following year. But like a true Gemini with two masks, I was high functioning, you would never had known. Until one day I was trying to convince my doctor I had a thyroid problem; endless results constantly coming back negative, me constantly in tears in her room, struggling to sleep, tired and emotional, when she said ‘Lina you’re depressed.’ I was distraught. I wasn’t depressed anymore, that was 20s Lina right?