I am grateful for my mental struggles because it has led me to a life full of empathy and gratitude.

I really loved the ability to work, to help my family out. To ease the budget. Because let’s be real. Kids are stinking expensive.

The medication and therapy over the years have taught me how to cope with my mental disorder of OCD.

Do I not grow my family so I can feel like myself again? Do I give up myself so I can have the children I’ve always dreamt of raising?

I touch the mirror, reflecting on the girl she was, the young woman she was growing into, and the woman she is still striving to become.

(Luke 2020) This blog post is not a serious one. This post is for all my cat people! We are taking a break from the heavy and diving into...