The Redesigned Mom

I can do this. I have been procrastinating and giving myself outs and making excuses for months because I was terrified of failing at this and now I know I can do this.

Never in my life did I think that I would become so paralized in my own skin, but I am working on it (and working on it and working on it). I was expressing my frustration at my continuing struggles at therapy the other day. I have licked the depression and anxiety, poof… gone. I have battled old demons, healed old wounds and gained unforeseen perspective. I have finally grown up and faced the real world. So why is everything still so hard?