Did you know that September is National Suicide Prevention Month? ❤️
I wrote this over a week ago, but every time I go to post it I chicken out.
I’ve been vocal about my anxiety, but I wasn’t sure I wanted to open up about my history with depression. The stigma is real guys.
One of my dear friends had the courage to do a FB live yesterday highlighting her struggle. And recently, I listened to an episode of @mommymillionairepodcast
inspired her listeners to be brave when deciding between two options by choosing the thing that scares you the most. These two events motivated me to put my insecurities aside and post about my imperfections. 💕
After high school I was in a very toxic relationship and developed severe depression and anxiety. I was told every day that I was worthless and disposable. After hearing this over and over I believed it to be true. 💔
This was the darkest period of my life. I cried constantly, my heart ached, and I wanted to be numb. I stopped going to class and didn’t take care of myself. I didn’t want to feel anymore.. I didn’t want to exist anymore.
Life can be hard. It’s not always rainbows and unicorns, but life is worth living. 🌈
I’ve come a long way from the shell of a person I once was. I don’t regret anything in my life and I’m proud of my journey.
If you’re suffering, know that I’ve been there. And I made it out on the other side happy, grateful, and thriving. 🌱
I’ve seen some rough things throughout my nursing career. I’ve cared for patients brutally raped, beaten, and hopeless. I’ve cared for patients who jumped off freeway overpasses because they didn’t believe their life was worth living. I’ve seen Tylenol overdoses, mental illness, severe PTSD, and I’ve sat next to patients when they were told they have cancer.
Bad things happen to good people e v e r y s i n g l e d a y. It’s okay not to be okay. You are not alone. ❤️
I care. I’m here. If you need to talk I’ll listen. Your life is worth living. You matter. You are stronger than you think.