Quitting is easy. It was easy to allow that friend to just walk away, end our friendship, and never speak to them again. Cutting people out of my life is easy. It’s less work. It requires no commitment, no growth, no self-reflection, no accountability, no ownership or responsibility of my own actions. For a moment, I wanted easy. I wanted to not feel fear or the pain associated with that fear. I was okay with letting the anxiety win…

Niece goes…Zip..no issues.  I start letting kids go past me.. They are literally floating across this zip line yall!  I could not move… Then this little kid comes…and I do mean little (well as small as allowed on the course)...Bruh….No fear….. I’m like, “If they can do it, I can do it” I walk up to the attendant so he can prep me… I look back, see other kids in line…I move right on out the way and let them go… At this point, Niece has come back around…"Did you go A

Now...this is a story all about how my life g--...How my alien baby was cut out of my belly! .... Let me explain.... *WARNING: Photos...

One thing about depression is that it's very difficult, seemingly impossible, to align how you feel with what you know. You are literally...