Confession:
I went quiet on you guys, I walled off and shut you out and for that I'm sorry. 😔 I convinced myself no one cares anyways. I have struggled for a long time now with PTSD, anxiety and depression. You wouldn't even know it because I hide it so well 😅 I have lied and said I'm happy when I'm not so I didn't have to feel isolated. It's a constant internal battle to be honest about when I'm in pain because in the past it's been met with abandonment. I learned to perform so I wouldn't be alone. Even if I was in anguish inside you'd never know on the outside because I bury it. Even now as I type this I can feel that same fear that people will stop talking to me because I'm not posting only good things. I'm sorry I'm so fearful about sharing my negative emotions.

I remember the first time you liked something I had responded to you. It seems silly, but it felt like I won the lottery. I love your posts and I love how raw you are. As I have said before, you are a light here. Thank you for all you share and all your efforts. You make a difference and I am grateful for you.

That's not silly at all, I'm touched that I made your day with a simple little heart button ❤ If could reach through this screen and give you a giant hug I would, that made me tear up reading! ☺️ I'm so happy we crossed paths, you are most certainly a light warrior too! 😎🤍