Yesterday, a good friend of mine responded to a tweet with the following, "A while ago you retweeted this “what would be my Ted talk” thing. I think I want to hear you speak about this. For real. How you keep going, why you keep going and how you fight for staying true to yourself. And struggle... I think we all could learn smth from you"

Everyone wants to feel like they belong somewhere. Maybe they've been told their whole lives that they're too loud, too quiet, too this, too that... never fitting into the mold that people are trying to fit them into. I, for one, have always been told that I'm too loud (spend an hour with my family and you'd understand why!). I also think members of my family feel that I'm a little "extra". I tend to keep myself slightly subdued when around them in an effort to dilute who I am... for lack of better words. I'm sure I am not alone in this.

This post is going to be a bit of a deep dive and possibly triggering as I will be talk about the abuse from my ex. Just a warning before we get into it.

Happy New Year! I woke up this morning feeling a little blah from too much food and champagne last night (happy new year, indeed), but I forced myself out of bed. I knew that if I got up and started moving I would feel better. Guess what? I was right! I got up, rolled out my yoga mat and stretched a bit, had some breakfast, and then went for a nice long walk.