A Note to Friends & Family of Those with an Invisible (or Physical) Disability

In the last year two people in my life have temporarily experienced what it is like to live with my invisible disabilities. With one it brought us closer, but with the other it pulled us apart. How you react to such an experience can either help or hurt your relationship with someone like me. If you are friend or family to someone with an invisible (or physical) disability, please read this and take it to heart.

Journal: #YesAllWomen Follow-up

Back when I was in college the first time, I remember the stats given out about violence against women basically amounting to "it's likely happened to a friend of yours or a friend of a friend." If the response from yesterday's journal is at all representative of the average, those numbers were way, way off in college.

Journal: #YesAllWomen

Last week I was reading the #YesAllWomen posts on my feed, but it wasn't until a friend shared her story that I realized I had something to contribute to the conversation. This is the hardest, most personal thing I've decided to share to date. It is pretty much all of the crap in my life laid out bare for everyone to see.

Journal: Guilt. Fear. Stress. Shame. Loneliness.

Guilt. Fear. Stress. Shame. Loneliness. This is what I'm feeling. I feel guilty that I haven't written here in over a week. I feel fear when I think about writing here again after missing so many days. I feel stressed when I can't follow through with my commitments. I feel shame when I don't shower regularly. I feel lonely being at home all the time...