Dedication: My Grandmother
For years, I suffered silently with depression and anxiety. I was ashamed and embarrassed. Ten years ago, I reached a breaking point and I reached out for help. Over the years, my battle hasn’t always been easy. Challenges still happened and will continue to happen. Life looks nothing like I thought it would but that doesn’t mean it isn’t worth living. Mental Illness in my family wasn’t something we talked about but I believe I am strong enough to break the pattern of suffering in silence. Being a girl is complicated, especially being a black girl. We go through so much. My experiences now motivate me to encourage girls to speak up and speak out. Don’t be afraid to ask for help. Keep fighting. You are loved. You are worthy. It DOES get better. You are strong and capable. Being a girl is your super power!