Since the age of 6 I have suffered with my mental health. When I was younger, I felt like there was something wrong with me. My thoughts were out of control, and I felt so alone as I didn't know anyone else felt the same. Anxiety and depression came in waves for years, and I wasn't sure when I would be hit. 

After years of intrusive thoughts, insomnia and all that comes with severe anxiety, I hit an all time low in February 2018. Since then, I have found relief through acceptance, being true to myself, through exercise and through positive mindset and gratitude.

I want to share my story to hopefully help others to know that Mental Illness is not a weakness. There is help and support out there and there is nothing wrong with asking for it. For me, telling someone my feelings helps me understand them. 

There's no harder battle than the one with your mind, and the fight to be understood. Bring your strength and take it out in the bag!

If you didn't make it onto the class, I'd still appreciate donations to this amazing cause. Let's open up the conversation, fight the stigma and be kind to ourselves and others!