I didn’t know why I was cutting my body when I was 13. Or why I felt so terrible when, throughout high school, my bubbly best friend who was living with Cystic Fibrosis would tell me to smile more. Or why knowing that my family’s history of mental illness, depression, and anxiety didn’t give me any peace.I didn’t know why it felt so hard for me to just be me.
It wasn’t until I was 32, when I fell into the deepest depression of my life, that I was able to understand that depression had been trying to communicate with me all along.I’d love to invite you to join me for a free virtual workshop on Saturday, August 4th at 11am PST. I will be sharing what I have learned through healing a lifetime of depression, and I’ll be teaching a powerful tool for working through depression.
The recording will be available for 48 hours if you can’t make it live.