My first memories include the pulsing fear of anxiety. During my first pregnancy I met a new friend called depression. These struggles of mine make me more complicated, and more beautiful. Recently my 2 year old was diagnosed with a rare and chronic disease called Juvenile Dermatomyositis–I want to help her find the beauty in that too. I write to calm my buzzing nerves, I write to speak truth, I write to shine light in the dark places. I write to remind people in their struggle and uncertainty, that they aren’t alone.