Y’all ever been up at 2 am when you have to be awake at 6am to be a functioning member of society and a parent? That’s where I am right now. Work has been crazy stressful; there have been a lot of changes and events happening recently and I just literally can’t shut my brain off. If you’re reading this, it’s very likely you were either really bored, or I sent you this page. This is my safe space, my place where I can come, say what I want. Share my thoughts, fears, goals, and all that stuff that falls in between. The past month has been CRAZY LONG. I’m talking, like how did we live January freaking 9,874 times? This is starting to get a bit ridiculous. And go ahead and throw grammatically correct out the window, that’s not what I’m doing here. But seriously, why is it when you’re doing well mentally, physically, emotionally, etc. time. frickin. flies. But, let me have a bad day or two and I swear there’s flippin 57 days in a month and 97 hours in a day. Anyway, “the quiet part out loud” is a small ‘cheers’ to myself being a recovering people pleaser and reformed self-loather. I’m tired of keeping quiet for the sake of saving face or feelings. My village is small but mighty, and I have everything I need to be happy, healthy and successful. But man, clinical depression is SO real. My main message is that it’s okay not to be okay, but for the LOVE, don’t wallow in self-pity. Nobody likes an Eeyore, my darling. It’s easier said than done I suppose, way easier for me to tell you guys to stand tall, fix your face, fix your crown and get over it. I don’t even know if this makes sense at this point. I’m exhausted but can’t sleep, I’m stressed but for no real reason, and I should be the happiest woman alive, and don’t get me wrong, I absolutely love my life, my Jesus, my husband, my kids, my dogs, my family, but MAN this stress/anxiety/depression OH and the cherry on top you ask? My ADHD that literally is crippling. You have to keep going, God isn’t through with my story yet and he’s not finished with yours either. Get some rest, get a nice triple shot coffee or energy drink and say a prayer, because bills don’t pay themselves, love.

But when all else fails, remember one thing, God will never give you more than you can handle. Even when you think you can’t handle it, when you think it’ll break you, it won’t. I’ve always heard that God gives his hardest obstacles to his strongest soldiers. And BELIEVE YOU ME, I have talked to God and asked him how I get removed from that list. But, guess what, I’ve made it and you can to.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed reading my blog, it’s messy, personal, and real. And if you didn’t enjoy it, that’s rude.

Oh, and for all things holy, WASH YOUR DAMN HANDS PEOPLE, it’s sick season.