Hi and welcome to my blog!

I would like to pretense this with I am in no way a mental health professional! I am just a 29 year old who has spent the majority of her life struggling and masking her true feelings. I have always found it therapeutic to write out my feelings. I know I personally have found comfort in hearing other people’s testimonials and how they have overcome certain struggles in their life so I figured what the heck! If I can help just one person than I would be one happy lady.

Despite my internal battle I never wanted my friends and family to know I was struggling, I always viewed it as a weakness. I am the youngest of four and have always been labeled as the “sensitive” one of the family. For the longest time I viewed that as a negative, like being sensitive was my kryptonite. Can I let you in on a little secret? Being emotional is a superpower, and it took me way too long to realize this! I feel things deeply, shoot, just watching a sad commercial can bring tears to my eyes! For so long I wanted to put on this persona that I was “tough” and “resilient”, I put quotes around those because my idea of those words was so misconstrued. I am tough and I am resilient, I always have been. My definition has just changed. I used to think that if I pretended that things didn’t bother me than it was no biggie. I would want to write a sappy message to a friend letting them know how thankful for them I was, but didn’t want to come across as annoying. But you know what I learned over the last two years? I AM SAPPY! And that is just who I am! I don’t ever want to hold back my feelings, I want to tell people if they are important to me or have benefited my life in anyway. Because you know what? This life is too short to remain quiet, to worry how they or others will perceive me. I have spent far too long worrying about the opinions of others, life is too short not to be true to yourself. Can I get an amen?

That leads me to my next topic. I don’t want this blog to be purely about faith, however I truly believe that I found my freedom when I found my faith. I would be doing a disservice to not tell you guys my full story and what has helped me. Two years ago I got a divorce and my mind set began to change. However I did not feel those chains lift from my shoulders until I picked up the bible six months ago. I have been surrounded by Christianity all my life but I never truly gave myself to the Lord until six months ago. I never truly committed myself, and let me tell you… The blessings I have received since have been beautiful. But the one thing that I continue to thank God for everyday is for him lifting those chains off of me. The chains that I have felt since I was a young girl. The chains that told me I wasn’t good enough, I was ugly, fat, dumb, you name it and I thought it about myself. Don’t get me wrong, occasionally I still have those things in the back of my mind and I know they will come up further down the road. The difference is that now I know the cause of those, the Lord of Lies whispers them in my ear. I also now know that my God is greater than him, that all things were made in His eye are beautiful. I am a child of God therefor I am beautiful and I should be proud of who I am and what I have overcome.

I truly believe that mental health is a key factor in everyone’s life. It needs to be more accepted to speak about. We are supposed to go to the doctor once a year for a check up and the dentist twice a year, why is it so tabu to see a therapist? To even speak of your mental battles with friends or family can be difficult. To be perceived as broken or damaged because you have dark thoughts or struggle going into social settings. These things are all far too common to be so widely UNDER accepted. So if you are someone who struggles feeling “okay” constantly or just need some uplifting words, please stay awhile. I am here to hopefully shed some light on it being okay, to not always be okay.