Wonderfully & Uniquely You

I have been quiet on here for the past six months. I honestly have a hard time believing that it has been that long since I last sat down to process through writing. I miss it. Writing is so therapeutic for me – it often hurts as I process deep feelings, but allows my brain to “let go” in a sense afterwards.

A lot has happened over the last six months – so many big changes with really big emotions. We’ve officially been married for over half a year now, I started a new job, my husband had an unexpected job change, decisions about furthering education have been made, extended disability benefits are ending soon and to top it all off, my hubby and I bought a house. It has been a wild ride, but really, when hasn’t it been?

I have so much I still need to process. I have felt like a leaf being tossed in the wind over the last few months – never landing somewhere long enough to settle before the wind gusts me along again. So for those of you who have been wondering where and how I have been, I assure you, my heart is yurning to process through writing and you are welcome to journey along.

For now, though, I leave you with this, a post I penned on World Mental Health Day, which was October 10th. Until next time, sweet friends, rest in this.

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Hi. I’m Rebecca and I have a Mental Illness (a few, actually).

I’m also a wife, a Children’s Ministry Director, a teacher, daughter, sister and friend.

I sometimes have debilitating panic attacks. I often have bad depression.

I love to work with children. I love planning fun lessons and events. I also have a thing for tea, especially Chai Tea or a good ‘ole London Fog.

I wake up with anxiety and I go to sleep with anxiety. I lay awake hour after hour with anxiety. I often feel like I can’t control my thoughts and many days, I feel like I am too much – that my presence is too bothersome.

I love to travel and be immersed in somewhere new. I love to sit by the ocean and let the rhythm of the crashing waves remind me there’s something bigger out there. I love all sunrises and sunsets – basically anything that displays the beauty of our Creator.

I have diagnoses and I take medication for them. I also see a psychologist regularly and have for the past three years. Therapy saved my life.

I work extremely hard to maintain stable mental health despite the chemicals in my brain that sometimes are a raging war.

But did you know? This is not abnormal. SO many people – maybe even yourself- fight an invisible illness. And that is ok.

Today, I just want to remind you that you are loved. Exactly as you are. You are not broken. You’re not unlovable. You are you – wonderfully and uniquely you. You are not your diagnosis. The world needs you and your story.

Breathe in deep, dear friends. You aren’t your Mental Illness. You are so, so much more. And you’re doing better than you think.

You are not alone.

Love,

Becca

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