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Believe me. I get it.

Because I’ve been there, I am here.


I’ve felt the crushing weight of Major Depressive Disorder & Generalized Anxiety Disorder. I’ve been in the dark and spent time hiding from my family, my friends and myself simply because I didn’t feel like I measured up. I kept my own personal and never ending tally of my wrongs and my mistakes and the would-haves and should-haves. I numbed my emotions and my pain and pasted on my fabulous fake smile. And, while I wasted valuable years, months, weeks, days and hours of my one and only precious life, the world went on without me.


Here’s the hardest to swallow truth of the matter friends: This world isn’t going to stop while you get your shit together.


Ouch…right? I know, I know. But hear me out.


There’s no pause button. We don’t get a time out while we reset what matters in…

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