And just like that.....

*whispers* A couple of months ago I started going to therapy. Now, most people would be ashamed to admit that.  Not me.  I have been fighting therapy for over a year now; afraid to face daemons that haunt me regularly.  Ashamed that people would judge me for needing help with issues of my past and present.  Not thinking about what caring such heavy burdens were doing to my person. After a month and a half of sessions I feel so much lighter.  I see the positive changes that are happening in my life due to therapy and I'm no longer ashamed to admit I needed a little extra help.  Years of running from my past was tiring.  Facing it has been tough but so cathartic.

Money!!! Where did all of my money go?? I need to really take a money management course because I can't keep living like this. I do have some responsibilites but this is getting out of hand. I have things that I want to do and purchase that I can't because I have no money. Ever. I need some help!!!! I'm drowning in brokeness!!!! Anybody trying to throw me a life vest!! Cause your girl can't swim!