People call me/I call myself friend, daughter, love, and “Mindy.”

I see myself as a very fortunate survivor of cancer, chronic illness, severe depression, and two suicide attempts.

If I thought you cared and you were listening, I would tell you that there is truly a reason for everything and all that is meant to happen will come to pass when the timing is right… so cliche I know, but true.

I am struggling with my boyfriend’s bipolar disorder and how it affects him and us. I am recovering from a major surgery and struggle with the physical scars my illnesses have left on my body. I also struggle with shame and guilt over my past.

Something I have been keeping a secret is I am a victim of incest, hence the shame and guilt.

I am trying to think positive and something I’m good at is helping other people believe they have a purpose.

I love me (I try to anyway), my boyfriend, family, and friends.

I want people to know that life can seem terribly dark at times but the sun continues to rise each day whether you get out of bed or not. If you don’t get up and get going you just may miss something wonderful and regret the lapse in resilience.