I’d still like to thank you and the others who had made Camp Awakenings possible. For all that you’ve done to myself and those I care about. I give you my loyalty and passion towards you and camp awakenings. (As much as that sounds really cliche or sucking up, ugh.)

I have taken the last few days to evaluate what had occurred in the camp and why it had made such an impact to me. To be honest as much as I tried to deflect the positivity it had grown on me, i’ve never had an experience in my life where such positivity would stream throughout the whole weekend.


I’ll try to keep this short and explain from the start of what has happened to me and up till now.

In year 5 I had started to get chronic migraines which had made me stay at home from school numerous amounts of times; this had continued till this very day as I continued to isolate myself from others and had soon gained depression in year 6 because of it.

I’m currently on antidepressants and other numerous amounts of medication as my mother worries a lot, using money to get me a psychiatrist and a psychologist. In year 8 it was the worst where I cut, tried numerous times to suicide and my grades were dropping. My mother had to spend time off work to make sure I wouldn’t do anything, I knew that she cared about me but I was selfish and continued down my path.

By year 9 I had taken antidepressants for about 2 years but at a certain point at the start of the year, I had a turning point and within the first term of school I had joined the SRC, worked harder, became more social and even got the opportunity to come to this camp. I have no idea as to how or why I changed, maybe it was because year 9 was a ‘this is it’ moment. Next year will be year 10 and that’d decide what I do in VCE, then in turn, university. Including in term 1 I had already made my way through university options, volunteer for the ANZAC day memorial in the area and another opportunity to go to the Global Leaders convention supported by World Vision Australia. (I haven’t done the ANZAC day memorial or the Global Leaders convention yet.)

I was hoping that the camp would be a stepping stone to get better, but it wasn’t. Instead, I found it was a ‘I’m going to go grab your arm, ... we’re going on the positivity train. Next stop - rainbows, unicorns and happiness!’. It was also so much more than that. ... Steph and the others helped me tried to help me regain my emotions and positivity.

All in all, I feel like this camp was a once in a lifetime experience and I don’t regret ever being through what i’ve been through; because it has made who I am now.