A Year of Significance

Adventures in oversharing my possibly wonked perspectives on whatnot

Why am I blogging this highly personal stuff?

Why in the world would I share my deepest feelings and experiences with any and everyone who is at all interested?

What in the world could I possibly gain by exposing m12794568_10208837979216704_7073819084353446944_ny mental health flummoxes and foibles with total honesty? It is my responsibility…

  • To stand up for what I believe in;
  • To help eradicate the stigmas that I’ve been burdened with my whole life;
  • To break the silence and never give in to the pressure of keeping secrets;
  • To stand up for all of us who’ve been ashamed, embarrassed, debilitated by issues entirely out of our control;
  • To offer hope by knowing…
    • you aren’t alone –
    • there is no shame –
    • it’s not your fault –
    • you can do something about it –
    • you can take your own stand –
    • you can help others too.

I am the proud product of Adverse Childhood Experiences. When I took the test, I was simultaneously horrified and empowered when I got a score of 9 out of the 10 questions. To be completely honest, I took the test several times just to make 100% sure that I wasn’t misreading it. 9 out of 10? How the hell was I still alive?

Why am I proud to have discovered my ACE score? I think it officially makes me a SuperWoman. With great power comes great responsibility.

This experience is a blog post (or 2 or 10) in itself. But, back to “Why”? Because the world deserves to know that …

  • We are not defined by our issues.
  • We are not defective.
  • We are capable of and do great things regardless of our issues. (Heck, I give us even more credit for the things we accomplish because we are dealing with our mental health baggage at the same time.)
  • We are strong.

We obviously love bullet points.

So, that’s why.

 

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