You Do You, Mama.

In a world where everyone is telling you to be everything… do you, Mama. For the past year and a half, I’ve been doing things because I had to, to survive. To provide for my family, because I have a talent – and it would be a “waste not to pursue it”. Doing just that, nearly killed me. You don’t have to be something to everyone, friend. In doing so, you’ll find yourself worn so thin you won’t even shower. You’ll despise your phone, an incoming text from a well meaning friend that is just too much to answer. Another person…

Thoughts on Self.

This season of life has been HARD. Most of you close to me know I’ve been struggling with severe depression + anxiety. Not to mention the swelling in my knee is worse than before surgery (which was operated on in Nov 2016). These three things combined, along with life itself, has created a constant cloud above my head – which never seems to fade, only darken. Ry and I were laying in bed the other night, and he said to me “Babe, what happened to that go-getter I married?! The one thing I loved about you, is you fought for what…