I realize that I put everything on this blog. I bring you all into my life. I like it though. I like being an open book. It makes it harder to keep things bottled in. This blog helped through a break up and continues to help with my anxiety and depression.
You want to know why I’m so open? Well, because I feel like maybe you all read my blog because maybe you’re going through the same exact things. For me that makes the journey less lonely. Hopefully it does the same for you. I can escape on this blog, you can escape on this blog. It becomes a safe place. A place full of our thoughts.
There’s nothing more frightening than feeling stuck inside yourself. This blog stops that. It makes me transparent and vulnerable. I like it though.
I have good and bad days. Lately the good outnumber the bad. But it’s okay to have bad days. Nothing to feel ashamed about. After the robbery I had days where getting out of bed seemed impossible. So I stayed in bed. I made tea. I wrote poetry. I waited and I tried again. I kept trying until I could get out of bed. But I did not make myself feel guilty for my feelings.
You are so strong. So have a cup of tea and wait until you can get back up. I promise you’ll get back up.