THE WOLF & THE WARRIOR.

Depression looks like being nose to nose with an angry wolf.

Anxiety is feeling like this is how it will end.

Depression is wishing you were invisible & that people could see you at the exact same time.

Anxiety is feeling naked af in a crowd of people you’ve known your whole life.

Depression is FINALLY asking for advice & help after a struggle that feels forever long.

Anxiety is panicking that the advice might be right & you might not be able to live up to it.

PTSD from a toxic childhood is convincing yourself you won’t live up to anything at all.

Depression looks like binging on a ton of projects all at once & then crashing into a deep pool of overwhelm for weeks.

Anxiety is the inability to breathe without effort that comes before every delivery or pick up.

PTSD is believing it’s not good enough to be pleasing.

Depression looks like six refunded orders in a year because you couldn’t find the results acceptable enough to present it.

Depression looks like a marriage that’s falling apart, but seems picture perfect.

Anxiety is believing that it’s all your fault & people hate you for it.

PTSD is believing you’re a destined hurricane of problems. Statistics right?

Depression looks like going out with friends to maintain your extrovert persona even if your whole being wants to crawl in a hole.

Depression is feeling like you have NO ONE & NOWHERE to run if you needed it. That everyone that was supposed to love you has left you in some way or another.

Anxiety is believing that no one will ever want to stay.

PTSD is believing you’re not worth staying for.

Depression looks like laughing hysterically so that you don’t sob in public.

Anxiety looks like contractions in your shoulders while you’re singing worship during a women’s conference.

Depression is not knowing why.

Anxiety is biting holes in you sweater sleeves, chewing on your lip & fingers, & adjusting your hair multiple times....

Depression is being faced with a scary health crisis & feeling it’s what you deserve.

Depression is not looking directly in the camera anymore because you’re scared your empath friends & family will read you like a book.

PTSD from childhood is hearing someone hit a specific frequency in their voice or a certain weight in their footsteps that requires a week long recovery.

Depression looks like less expectations for meeting perfect society standards.

Anxiety looks like hyperventilating against a concrete wall because someone close enough called you out on it.

PTSD is feeling like that attacked every part of your character as a mother when you’re just praying so damn hard to be better than your own.

Depression is peeling yourself out of bed, finding life in the cup of coffee because you’ve slept 7 hours all week.

Depression is not “believing in “ depression at all.

Anxiety is wondering why you constantly feel like a sobbing mess on the kitchen floor.

Depression is ignoring the right to be loved deeply & instead accepting scraps from people who don’t actually care about your heart.

Depression is staying in obligatory relationships & situations because you think it’s the right thing for someone else’s spirit.

Anxiety is the brave face you wear in their presence.

Depression is believing the things you’re passionate about aren’t practical or are burdening someone else’s life.

Anxiety is dumbing down your vibrance in order to not make someone uncomfortable.

PTSD is believing you’re not able to be enough or are a TOO much person for people to love for long.

Depression is intentionally ignoring phone calls and texts so that you don’t have to feel the let down of the hype you had to be present on a good day.

Depression is ghosting altogether.

PTSD is knowing you are able to love someone so fiercely forever, but trying to understand how they could love you when so many people that should have didn’t.

Depression is not posting for days because you feel you have nothing to say of value.

Anxiety is imaging the horrible thoughts that ‘frenemy’ is having every time they view your story.

Anxiety is feeling like you’ll look weak & petty for deleting them though.

Depression is deflection & hiding behind armor to avoid being loved because anxiety says you’ll for sure end up hurt again.

But can I tell you... there’s a warrior in you.

The warrior in you pokes you in the heart & says that’s just self preservation.

The warrior in you is drowning your soul in music or books to heal your spirit moment by moment.

The warrior in you takes deeper breaths subconsciously to carry you through the self deprecating thoughts flying through your head.

The warrior in you says CHOOSE YOUR BATTLES to protect every ounce of your energy because it’s on limited supply.

The warrior in you turns on auto pilot so that you can keep moving.

The warrior in you craves fresh air & 5 minutes longer of a drive by yourself. It’s part of your ability to process.

The warrior in you will rip your guard down just enough to let the good people in to show you love.

The warrior in you is knowing that you are MADE FOR MORE.

The warrior will plant your feet just firmly enough in what’s best for your health & that adverse opinions don’t hold weight.

The warrior in you says that the current state of your business is not forever & recognizes when it’s time to pause.... so that you can stand up stronger & start again.

The warrior in you will filter out what’s of importance & value & distribute effort accordingly when the time is right. The warrior in you will find a shred of peace, grab hold, & stand up again. The warrior is you. You are strong & okay. And guess what, it’s perfectly okay to rewrite the rest of your story when you had accidentally handed depression, anxiety, & PTSD the pen.