When I decided to start this blog, I wanted to help people by sharing my stories, my struggles, and to put an end to my writers block. I also wanted to share with you my triumphs. Not only so you can delight in them with me, but also to inspire you that no matter how rocky the road there is always a proverbial light at the end of the tunnel. Live, fight, survive, and thrive . That is my motto. I have been in quarrel with myself for the past few days on if I should share the purpose of my sudden absence over the last two weeks. I want to hide it from the world, but I feel like I'm wearing a Scarlet Letter. Like a blemish that no amount of makeup can hide. I often feel ashamed of my mental illness, but I wasn't made to take things lying down. It's just not encoded in my DNA. So, why not use this as a platform for my soapbox? It is time to start a serious conversation on the taboo of mental illness. 2 out of 3 Americans struggle with it, that's a whopping statistic! It
Ramblings on romanticism, my struggle with writer's block, mental and physical health, single motherhood, and life in a nutshell. Life has a way of smacking you in the face when you least expect it. I hope to inspire as I take the path less traveled.