My trauma caused a lot of damage to my psyche. I learned worthlessness, that my voice does not matter, that I do not matter. It took me many years to realize the depths of this. It also took me many years to figure out that it was not true. I cannot remember this ever actually being said to me, it was all learned behavior just by what happened.

I do not bring this up to find pity. Please do not pity me, that is not why I write. I write for those who have not yet found their voice. They need to know that they are not alone. Their story matters.

The reason I bring this up now is because I am struggling with social media. There are many exciting things happening with my “brand.” My story is going to be fully shared and there are other exciting things happening that will need to be shared when the time is right. I have known for months that I need to expand my social media presence.

I am frozen. I have ideas. I have so many ideas. I know which platforms I need to choose. I know that it really will not even take much time. I have no problem with writing or sharing my story in person. I am not sure what it is about social media that has me so freaked out. I go back to above. All of those old insecurities start to arise.

I guess if I need encouragement in any area of my life, it would be here. I was reminded yesterday that I am not harming myself, I am harming those that need to hear what I have to say. That helped! Stand by and look for me to start showing up all over social media soon. I know that I will get my nerve up.

To those who feel like you lost your voice. To those who feel like you are nothing. That is not true. Those are the demons talking. You can get to the other side. I BELIEVE YOU. I BELIEVE IN YOU!