30 years with OCD and anxiety, along with agoraphobia thrown in, it wasn’t an easy start or middle to my youth.
I’ve struggled my whole life with who I am, whose the real me? I was lucky to have found people that listened and didn’t judge. That was step one for me, proof that there are people out there that encourage and help instead of being critical.
Throughout my struggles my only outlet was music and writing poetry. A lot of what I’ve written was produced when I was in some very dark places.
Now having found a great therapist and a great book, I am now in a good place and have the coincidence to put these out for people to read.
They are painful, truthful but come from a very honest place.
I try to keep it real and if it feels to risky I use it. Thank you for reading…