I started seeing a therapist. I have made a habit of practicing yoga everyday. I have made conscious efforts to clean up my eating habits. I sit still. I read a little bit more each day. I am kinder and more understanding to my children and my man. I am kinder to myself. I respect myself and love myself. Hitting rock bottom over two years ago, having suicidal thoughts and constantly doubting myself MADE me start doing all those things. It took time and it was anything but easy. But it brought out the best and most strongest in me. As a stay-at-home mum of three young children, I still lose my shit on a frequent basis but I no longer beat myself up about it. Instead I call it my rebirth, an evolving that doesn’t happen just once. It happens over and over again. Just like waves keep rolling up and then away, just like our breathe holds and releases, I am born and reborn constantly. One of those moments in my life was captured so beautifully by the talented Anca Clivet.
