Living between the Lines

I have a terminal illness. It started when I was two and since then it’s slithered its way into the depth of me. Like a cancer, it's spreading into all my organs, slowly creeping into every last one, until its become so hard to breathe I’m not really sure how to anymore. 
 
No, I don’t have cancer, or any of its horrible variations. My terminal illness is in the form of Social Anxiety Disorder, General Anxiety Disorder, Major Depressive Disorder, Body Dysmorphic Disorder and Posttraumatic Stress Disorder.

The Whole 30

Right before Thanksgiving, I had the unusual idea to try a new diet: the Whole30. ...essentially it’s a diet where you cut out everything that makes life beautiful and you suffer immensely. 

Never Bullied

"We have this idea of what a bully looks like, but the reality is that any one can be a bully, they don't need to be physically aggressive and go after the quiet kids. Bullying is complex, just like all forms of abuse."