It took me years to share my story with anyone. And years more to feel like I could share with anyone beyond the tiniest inner circle.
I am 37.
I am married with 3 beautiful, wonderful, chaotic children.
I worked for years in the field of computer science.
I love cooking.
I think I would have been a hippy in a past life – we cloth diapered and recycle and compost.
I love my pets but I hate the dog hair on my floor.
I love spreadsheets the way some people love chocolate or art.
I also love chocolate, naps, hot tea, and red wine.
I have anxiety.
I have depression.
I have struggled with suicidal ideation.
I am a Jesus Follower.
I believe in The Omniscient, Omnipotent and Omnibenevolent God.
And neither my religion, nor my love of spreadsheets, nor my love for my family prevented me from battling with my mental health.
I am 37. I have fought this since I was 11. I may continue to fight it for the rest of my life. But I am worthy and loved by God.
Welcome. You are not alone.