Why Are We Here?

Yes, I bring this question to you not only to explain what I intend to accomplish, but also to address an ever existential crisis that many of us suffer from. Throughout the years, I have struggled with things beyond my understanding. I brushed them off as being shy, or being 'weird', or just not fitting in with the people I was once close with. I retracted from a social life. I became more of a recluse that silently watched. Yet, I was always the friend people came to when they needed something. I was lovingly referred to as 'mom' for many years (and still am, though there are no biological children at this time).

I've often been labeled as quiet but funny. Someone who has their life put together. As much as I hate labels, I take pride in being someone that people can look up to. My desire to help others often helps me find a purpose and sense of wellbeing in the moments that I lack to love myself. And in that, I also know that I want to share that I don't always have the answers. I am not always put together. Things are not always easy. So, with this blog, I hope to share some of my struggles, triumphs, moments of 'maybe I can do this', and even the moments of 'maybe I can't'. Please take note that I am not a certified doctor or therapist (though I highly recommend them!), I am simply a peer who struggles with depression and anxiety who happens to have a way with words.