• Misty Roussa

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Once upon a time...

Just kidding. No fairy tales live here. What lives here is anxiety, depression, PTSD, postpartum depression, OCD, fear and an entire box of leftovers.

I won't tell you a story about a woman who had a bad childhood and then, through the support of her friends/family/ gained a vast knowledge of how to help yourself. Honestly, helping my own self is a daily battle. Which is why I am here.

What I can tell you is that all of those things that hurt you and never seem to leave, like it or not, are a part of you. These things aren't who you are, rather they are what your thoughts are molded from and can give you motivation. They hurt but you can use them to your benefit.

I know. Taking that crap that you lived through and might continue to wade through and turning it into something positive sounds daunting. And pretty impossible. On paper, yeah it looks impossible.

It can still be done. You can do it.

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