my journey with OCD, ADD, PTSD, Anxiety, and, when any of those are left unchecked, depression.
the disclaimer.
Here goes.
I have felt for some time that I needed to start an online journal of my mental healthy journey.
It's a scary thing to put feelings so personal and so painful…and so vulnerable…out into the void.
Maybe it's even scarier to face the fact that those feelings are actually happening as I put them down on "paper".
But I'm gonna take the leap. Cause maybe I just can't heal until I do.
This will only work if I don't think about my writing, don't over obsess about formatting, grammar, readability.
So I'm just gonna blurb it out there. Just. Write.
And send out this disclaimer:
I ask immediate forgiveness for these things: bad formatting, bad grammar, bad readability, inevitable bad spelling.
I ask immediate forgiveness if it's uninteresting, strings of non-sensical ramblings, or completely unuseful to anyone who may have thought it would be a helpful or diverse read and find it otherwise.
And you should know I'm a mormon. Maybe super-duper mormon, cause I just won't be able to filter out my beliefs from the way I converse and interact. It's everything I believe in my core. It's everything I am. It means everything to me. And I live it. And I love it. And I hope that if that's something we don't have in common that I can still be relatable and helpful to you in any way.
So hear goes. Unsensored. Painful. Hopefully joyful. And totally naked.
Totally scary.
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