A long time ago some bad things happened, leaving scars in the form of PTSD and severe anxiety. For a long time, I let the bad things and their aftermath hold me down.
Then one day I decided to stop letting the bad things define me, or allowing their ghosts to keep me from living my life. With the help of therapy (so much therapy!) and an understanding that even small adventures matter, I set out to live my life.
My family and I live in Buffalo, NY, but I was born and raised in Miami, FL. After 40 years of living in Miami, I came to Buffalo and learned what people meant by "winter."
I'm a freelance writer, working on my first novel in my spare time. I'm also a stay-at-home mom to a 5-year-old boy who is my greatest adventure to date.