Shame...really?

What do you do when your child finds out you take anti-depressants and other medicines, from reading the warning sheets in a walgreens bag. Well, I lied like hell and told her that the warning pamphlets in were only if you used the medicine for depression. Yep...that was me. I lied like hell. There's just something that a young girl doesn't need to know. I grabbed the bag so she didn't read anything else and just didn't make a big deal.

We do what we have to do to survive. Sometimes I feel like a a weak woman for needing help to be happy and survive. Moments like now I realize I'm pretty damn smart for knowing that there is no shame in needing help.

I've come a long way baby. :)