A new school year has begun.
My calendar is packed with our new routines, sports, music lessons, homework, etc, etc,
I feel the need to slow down and remind myself that perfection is impossible.
And as someone who suffers from an anxiety disorder, I laugh in my own face.
So much has happened in the last year.
So much growth, so much confidence.
27 is when I started personal therapy to help me with a severe anxiety disorder, PTSD, and just general mental health help for the mess that I can be.
I never expected to look back and say "Wow, I have come so far."
I have grown as a person, as a mother, as a wife, and as a friend.
I can love better, care more, and be who I want to be.
Cheers to another year.
To read about 27, click HERE