I picked up my phone and checked my Twitter feed. It was a private message.
“Hmmmmm I wonder who it is?” I thought.
I clicked it open and saw a kind message from a stranger asking me if I could share a message she was trying to spread. I clicked on the link, wanting to look into it more before I put my name on a tweet for her. The link took me to her Fund Dreamer site. This woman, Sara Fader , is campaigning to raise money. She wanted her online series about real people living with mental illness to become more than just a place to swap stories. She wanted it to be what it was… a community of like-minded individuals. As a 501C3 non-profit organization Stigma Fighters would be able to take the next step in fighting this illness and supporting people that live with it.
I paused. How did she know about me. How did she know about my story? How did she know about my mom? Did she even know about any of it or was she just trying to get her message out and was asking all her followers for help. Like most of these moments online I wasn’t sure if I should trust that her message was honest or just click delete and get on with my day.
I started to type.
I started to cry.
I started to cry harder.
I knew in that instant that it was time for me to write about her again. So when Sarah asked me to share my story I knew I had to say yes.
Today I am proudly over at Stigma Fighters sharing my story of love to honor my mother, to honor the strength of my family, to share about my struggle and to give a more powerful voice to those who struggle with mental illness everyday. I hope you will head over there and let me share my story Especially Love on Stigma Fighters.
Greta Funk is a self described mom of four tornadoes living a glamorous life on the Kansas Prairie. I first “met” the beautiful and spunky Greta through Instagram. We got to know each other through each others pictures. As time went on…a comment here, a comment there, add a little spunky sass (she can dish it, I can take it…I love to dish it she can give it back) and a new friendship began.
So when Greta asked me to guest post for her weekly Great Expectations she got a absolutely hell yes!
Today I am over at Greta’s place Gfunkified. I am sharing my story about an expectation I had in life and how it actually turned out. It is a moment I am certain all woman in relationships can relate to.
Almost exactly a year ago today Elena was inspired. She had an idea, a vision and fire burning deep inside. She had a mission and I wanted to be part of it. Any part of it! Pushing through all the anxiety and knotting stomach (my anonymity was was even more fiercely protected back then) I knew deep down inside her vision was something special, so I took a very deep breath and one huge gigantic leap off a cliff and let her know that I wanted to help her in anyway I could.
By the end of last summer Just Be Enough was up and running and I had been offered a contributors spot. Being part of the Just Be Enough team was one of the most amazing experiences. You see Elena and the group of woman at Just Be Enough do not just write posts about being enough. They teach others that they are enough and if they can’t teach you they will take you by the hand, stay by your side and show you (no matter how long the journey).
How do I know?
They taught me.
The woman of Just Be Enough taught me to trust others in social media. They taught me that friendships can be formed and flourish over social media. They taught what me unwavering support is. What unconditional acceptance of all feelings, mistakes and choices really is. And when my time at Just Be Enough came to an end they wrapped their virtual arms around me and never, not ever went away.
I hope that you will join me today as I return to a place that warms my heart and overwhelms me with joy.
Come visit with me as I guest post at Just Be Enough today…