I've  shared some of my story before

, and this being Mental Health Awareness Month, I hoped to share a little more. Short of telling you my whole story, let me start by saying I had a great family, good parents, good siblings. There was a lot of change and things that came from outside that affected me early on. I also had some wonderful teachers, very supportive. If it had not been for all of this, I might not being sharing with you now.
I had always felt like the oddball, the black sheep, because my beliefs were a little different. My family were kind, but very fundamental. The only one who got me was my Mom. She died from a brain tumor just before my 40th birthday, just before I bought my first home, just a little while before I met, what I believed to be, my true love.
Within a few years, stuff happened (Life), and it was clear the dream was over. Then I lost my job, my home, my vehicle. By now I'm 50, over qualified, and in the middle of the economy downturn of the early 2000's.
Moved 7 times in 7 years, staying with friends, and frienemies. Then my Dad had a stroke and got hit by a train, and lived for 3 months. 18 months later, and 3 weeks apart, I lost both of my sisters to cancer.

I'm still here!!! At first I went through the "Why me?" stage, and then after all the crying, and trauma, Two of my best friends pushed me to get help. Two years ago I was diagnosed with Acute PTSD (many triggers). Through meditation, counseling, and time, I have realized that the things/people that hurt me or didn't understand me couldn't hurt me anymore, unless I let them, even the ones that are not in the seen realm any longer. Also, I believe that because I was open to spirituality, the universe, and seeing outside the box, I am finding my purpose.
If we don't evolve, we revolve, or keep going through the same things. I am evolving. Getting stronger, happier. Learn to forgive yourself and others. Don't let them rent out space in your head. Learn to love yourself, there is a reason you are here. Believe it!