He makes me brave!
When I was 8 years old, I was officially diagnosed with anxiety and depression disorder. Eight. Years. Old. Just a little baby with a big, scary, adult issue. And so sometimes life is a little harder for me than the average person. Things seem scary when they shouldn’t be and change is terrifying and sometimes it feels like I’m walking around in the world without any skin on to protect me. I used to think that there was something wrong with me. But that’s just so silly, isn’t it? There isn’t anything ‘wrong’ with me… Just a bunch of things that are RIGHT with me!… Read more »