#16: Why I Keep Sharing My Story
I still remember the day I first thought about putting my feelings into words and publishing them. I was scared that someone would read what I wrote and judge me. I was scared that no one would read it at all. I was scared that I would feel the exact same way tomorrow and feel foolish for writing about today. But I wrote it anyway. It mattered more to me to try than to hide and pretend that nothing was wrong. That is the simple reason this blog exists. I hope that if you read my words you feel less alone. I hope you see someone who fights just like you. I hope you find a moment of peace on a hard day.
There are days when writing feels like breathing and other days when it feels like pulling every thought out through a small hole in my chest. I write when I feel overwhelmed and I write when I feel small victories. I write because holding everything inside makes my world feel heavier. I write because telling my story has helped me understand my own mind in ways therapy and medication never did on their own. I have learned about what breaks me and what strengthens me by seeing my thoughts on a page where I can measure them instead of feeling them rattle around inside me.
Some people think that being vulnerable on the internet is risky. Maybe it is. But over time I have learned that it is more dangerous to keep suffering inside alone. I have letters from readers who have told me they cried reading my posts because they finally recognized themselves in a story they never thought they could tell out loud. Others have thanked me because they felt motivated to reach out and ask for help. No one should have to feel alone in their struggles and sharing has reminded me that connection is possible even on our worst days.
Writing is not a cure. It does not erase the memories or the panic or the heaviness that sometimes sits on my chest. But writing gives me a way to own my experience instead of letting it swallow me. When I write about what it feels like to struggle with anxiety or live with C PTSD I am not just telling you about me. I am telling you about the strength it takes to keep living. I am telling you that your story matters too. I am telling you that you do not have to be silent.
If you are here and reading this I want you to know this. Your feelings are real. Your experiences are valid. There is healing in sharing when you are ready. You deserve understanding and support not because you are perfect but because you are human. I will keep sharing my journey and I hope you keep reading. I hope you share your own voice when you are ready. I hope that one day someone reads your words and feels a little less alone. That is the reason we all matter. That is why your story is worth being heard.
And because I believe so deeply in creating spaces where we can feel seen, grounded, and supported, I’m excited to share that I’ve started offering my mindfulness techniques through the platform Skool. My group is called Mindful Connections, and it’s created for anyone who wants to explore mindfulness and build a deeper connection with themselves and others.
Mindful Connections is a welcoming space to pause, notice your thoughts and emotions, and respond with awareness instead of reacting on autopilot. It isn’t about perfection, expertise, or getting everything “right.” It’s about showing up as you are, practicing presence, and growing at your own pace.
Inside the group, my goal is to share tools, conversations, and experiences that help with managing stress, understanding emotions, communicating with intention, and staying grounded in everyday life. It’s a place to reflect safely, feel supported, and connect with people who genuinely understand the challenges of moving through life with more awareness. Together, we’re creating a community rooted in calm, clarity, and genuine connection.
If this resonates with you, I’d love to have you join us.