It doesn’t seem like being alive is as hard for other people ask it is for me. It just feels like there’s some kind of secret to life I don’t know. Like I’m doing it all wrong.Glennon Doyle
This is month 18 of my current depressive episode.
Are you getting tired of reading about my struggles week after week?
No one in my family keeps up with my blog, not my mom or my siblings. I think it’s because they need space from the intensity.
This is my 100th post. I will keep writing because I hope that it is making a difference. I need the people who battle invisible illnesses to know they’re not alone.
I don’t have the secret to living life unscathed.
I can’t process feelings as quickly as others.
I fight guilt and shame almost hourly.
I feel things so deeply that it can become paralyzing.
I have a spotty memory.
I am healing but it’s taking so long.
Be well, be kind, be patient. xo cassie