I keep talking about the hard things.

On my Facebook, in my articles, online in my circles, and in real life where I feel safe.

I talk about my anxiety, depression. I talk about divorce and the many feels about the adjustments to co-parenting.

I have exactly zero intention of stopping the talking of hard things.

Because while my demons while like me to shut the hell up about them, every time I speak their names and tell their tales, their chains loosen their grips on me a bit.

I become less afraid of the monster in the box (a.k.a. anxiety/ depression).

I become more empowered at facing the various facets of loss related to divorce.

I heal every time I share my experiences with another, but there's more...

Every time I share my experiences, it gives permission to someone else to share their experiences with someone else and watch them heal.

Now that is powerful shit.

I'm not saying they need to announce it publicly like I do. Nope.

Some of my hardest stuff I talk about only in smaller circles because it's vulnerable shit.

And I think that it's important to have those small circles where I'm safe to say what I need to say.

And hopefully others find those circles too.