I hate these damn about me things. I'm just a person. I've lived a while and done some things. Life isn't the greatest, but it could definitely be worse. I struggle with anxiety every day. No one really understands, or at least I don't think they do. I'm a mom, a wife, a copywriter. I haven't spent time with any of my friends for a couple years. I have social anxiety and rarely leave the house.

I love words and on a good day I can make them do pretty interesting things. Today's not really a good day. 

I'm staying anonymous here because I can pour everything out without fear of judgement. Well, you can judge but it won't really matter because I don't know you and you don't know me.