06/27/2025
Trigger Warning: Mental Health / Anxiety
I’m sharing something vulnerable today. Real, raw, and maybe even relatable.
In opening up to a few close friends, I’ve learned that so many of us are silently struggling with the same thing: anxiety. Not just stress. Crippling, constant, body-on-fire fight-or-flight anxiety.
I’ve shared bits of this journey before, but this is me after one of three therapy sessions last week. Swollen eyes from crying. Exhausted. Wanting to quit because it’s so hard. But I laid down, and my sweet Marlo curled up next to me like he knew I needed comfort.
I’ve lived with anxiety for as long as I can remember, but only recently did I realize how much it was stealing from my life — and impacting those around me. I hit a breaking point. And as scary as it was, I made the decision to face it.
What no one tells you is that it gets harder before it gets easier. I wasn’t ready for that part. Some days, the intrusive thoughts scream:
“No one cares.”
“You have a great life — shut up.”
“Everyone has their stuff — get over it.”
And yet… I’m learning to challenge those lies.
My feelings are valid. My experience isn’t dramatic.
You usually see the smiling, helpful version of me — sharing favorite things and positive energy. But this is the other side. And I’ve always said I’m here to share it all — the good, the bad, and the brutally hard.
If any of this resonates with you, please don’t wait until you hit your breaking point. Reach out. Talk to someone. Get support.
You’re not alone. And I’m here too — if you ever need a listening ear.
I’m not on the other side of this yet, but I know — deep down — that it will be worth it when I am.
