In my teen years, the expectations from my family and the church weighed down on me. My parents never persuaded me to go into ministry, I could be whatever I wanted to be, they only wanted me to be saved. Ofcourse not everyone is called to minister as a leader, there are other areas of ministry. I knew I wanted to serve God, but I also wanted to expore other things, so I felt deprived and frustrated not being able to do the common things that other teens would do. Gradually as I grew older, I began to rebel against the church and my parents. I finally started living on my own and I felt free for a while. However, somedays when I would reflect upon my life and wonder if I ever felt fulfilled, there was only a hollow, a deep space that needed filling. Anyway, I realised the truth, the cause of my depression wasn't from the expectations of my parents and others, I felt sad because I knew the Truth, but wouldn't expect it. Thank God for His grace upon my life, I was given enough time to repent and I did it with on one preaching to me. Now I wish I had given myself to Him (God) at a much younger age. Well, its not too late now.