To this day, I don’t really know how I would describe myself as having any specific diagnose-able “problem” because as a competitive athlete, my instincts were to try to develop my own coping mechanisms to somehow personally deal with the complications that arose in my everyday life. When there was a problem that did arise, particularly in sports, as I look back now and try to identify any type of “symptoms” I may have had, I realize I would retreat and shy away from public exposure. As an athlete, the way I dealt with any type of loss while I was competing, was to go out and workout harder as soon as I possibly could. I did not want to be around other people until I could put things into perspective. I shied away from what would have been seen as regular, more open interaction with others. I recognize for some, just dealing with it on your own may not be an option, as we can often obsess over things that bother us, and that can spiral us down even more. But I was one of the lucky ones, where my athletics seemed to give me that escape to try to work things out.