Shit you won’t find in a Self Help Book!

People don’t believe me when I say I have high functioning anxiety and depression. I am often met with statements like: “You? No way. You’re always so happy.” “But you’re living the dream life? What do you have to be depressed about?” “You don’t know what how bad it can get…” I’ve discovered that a lot of people who’ve said these things, were just projecting, but there are others who simply don’t understand! All because I smile a lot. Because I continue to function. Because I still show up, do hard things, hold the space, post the content, keep the conversations going. Because I laugh. Because I get shit done. Because I’m seen as strong & resilient. When reality is a much different story! Having strength & resilience, doesn’t negate the absence of uncertainty & pain. It just camouflages it at times. I feel the majority of people who make these statements have never experienced or witnessed high functioning anxiety & depression in full flight.  So this is what it loo...

Sometimes when you speak your truth, everything falls apart. The friendship. The romance. The illusion. The fragile scaffolding of who you were trying to be, just to keep the peace. This isn’t the pretty part of healing. It’s not poetic. It’s raw, messy & often devastating. Because truth isn’t always soft. Sometimes truth is the earthquake that reveals the fault lines. Sometimes it’s the final straw that breaks a connection wide open. Sometimes… it’s the most liberating thing you will ever do, even if it costs you. I say this, because I’ve spoken my truth and lost people along the way.  A friend once asked me for honesty, in fact she begged me to not hold back. So I gave it to her. Gently & thoughtfully. She thanked me for being a ‘true friend’ & we kept talking for a few weeks after … Then boom. Unfriended. Gone. No explanation. But it wasn’t just me, both my kids got it too! Another time was with my ex. He said something super cruel while we were away with his parents...