A Meaning to All

A few days ago, my anxiety once again consumed me whole. I was lost and could not understand why I didn't feel good enough and why I felt so alone when I was surrounded by all my loved ones. I have never really been okay; I have struggled deeply every day to overcome the urges that once took me down a swirling dark abyss of self-pity and hatred. It wasn't until I received a message from a lost loved one that sent warmth through my body, that I realized I was truly amazing. I may be different than others and not feel as though I fit in, but I shouldn't have to fit in. I was made the way I am for a reason. All my wishes and dreams make me who I am. My love for everyone and the pull I have to helping people is what makes me my true self.

I want everyone to know who is struggling right now that you don't have to just don't forget that everyone is different and there is a purpose for you, everyone has a call and when you find that all your wildest dreams come true. I never thought in my years of heart break that I would be engaged to someone as beautiful and strong as my fiancé. I never believed I would have my own home and becoming a mom but everything is falling to what it should be as I continue to write and don't forget who I am and what I love.