In light of The Bloggess's amazing post - seriously: go read it NOW - I'm coming out.
These are my labels. They do not define who I am or how I live. They're a part of me, just like everything else about me, but they are not *ME*.
Join us in removing the stigma of mental illness and labels?
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ReplyDeleteI love you, C! Good for you. I needed this as I sit and my desk and wonder if it's time for me to go get help...help for my stress and my feeling at how large my little part of the world feels right now. It's ok for me to be overwhelmed...and maybe that doesn't change how awesome I *really* am!
ReplyDeleteIt is what I blog about every day. In a way it feels liberating and theraputic, for me anyways. My blog was started to get the crazy depressed thoughts out of my head and outh there. Someday it might bite me in the butt but until then.
ReplyDeleteI love you...and all your labels. No matter what.
ReplyDeleteBrave. So brave. xo
ReplyDeleteYou go girl! <3
ReplyDeleteVIRTUAL HIGH FIVE.
ReplyDeleteJust to poke my nose in... I've been blogging for 6 years now, and I started for exactly that reason. And I've never regretted a damn thing about it. And it's TOTALLY been worth it. And I've grown, because of it. Keep it up until it's not working for you, okay?
ReplyDeleteGood for you for posting the same words over your FB. I go back & forth between being happy that I'm out on my blog. Some days, I really want to talk crap (truth) about my mother yet i'm terrified that she somehow comes across it and everything blows up. Sigh. I'm OCD too. I pull my hair. I have not owned that yet. At least not on my blog.
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