I became very depressed & anxious in college, the year after my mother passed away. I had managed to get through the trimester immediately after, but then did not stay for the last trimester. I took it off, as well as the summer.
When fall rolled around, I thought I was ready, but things were different. I found I could keep up with the classes with multiple choice type of answer tests and quizzes, maybe do alright on short answer tests and quizzes, but for the life of me, I could not produce a lengthy paper. I did “okay” with facts and figures, but weaving together concepts from various long readings into something coherent? My brain was not operating the same way it was before the shock of my mother’s death.
After turning in a terrible, obviously incomplete paper for one of my classes, the professor who did not know me from Adam took the time to pluck me out of class, ask me what was wrong, and sent me straight away to the Dean’s office.
I think she may have called the Dean’s office right then and there and told them to expect me.
I was so resistant to withdrawing, insisting on powering through, even though I knew I was drowning. The Dean’s office was kind, but practical. Under no uncertain terms, he laid out what he thought was the best course of action. I cut back on my course load by doing some selective withdrawing. I made an appointment with the counseling center. I did end up failing one class in my major, which I had stubbornly refused to drop.
I stayed over for the summer to work, and take some classes, stayed in counseling, and graduated. I graduated half a year “late”, but I crawled across that finish line and got my degree.
Honestly, I could not find my way out of that hole. I didn’t understand what was happening to me, why I didn’t feel better, why everything that was easy or managable before was now so very hard and felt impossible.
I was relieved to have some adults at the school tell me what I should do. I’m not sure I would’ve been open to family members telling me. It’s not logical. It’s just the way it is sometimes for some people.
Just sharing this in hopes it helps.