The real me…

Hi… I’ve noticed that a lot of fellow bloggers have pictures of themselves as their little avatar thing with their names and everything. I always wonder how they’re so brave and not embarrassed that someone might recognize them… There is such a negative stigma attached to mental health issues that we are forced to hide our true selves and put on happy faces and pretend to enjoy life. That is, if we make it out of bed.

I was embarrassed and ashamed to write about myself and my life if people could see who I was or to know my real name. But today I have found the courage from someone I don’t even know, but whose blog hit a lot of nerves and made me want to shed the layers that keep me hidden. This blog is about me. I shouldn’t be embarrassed or ashamed of who I am.

My name is Vanessa. I am 44 years old and I currently am homeless, but live on couches between Long Beach and Brea, (Los Angeles and Orange County) California. I have been to hell and back in my 44 years and I think my brain is stuck as my 15-16 year old self which is when life sort of stopped for me. I just never really grew up after that. Mentally or emotionally.

So here I am. This is me. The good, the great and then on the other 350 days of the year.

On my good days, this is me…

On my BEST days, this is me…

But most days, this is me…

So there you have it…

Thank you so much to J.E. Skye for helping me in ways you will never truly understand.

Author: Autumn Delaney

A screwed up girl in an even more screwed up world...

7 thoughts on “The real me…”

    1. Thank you for the dedication. I spent most of my day in bed, it was just one of those things. Thank you for opening up, I know it’s not an easy thing to do. Its not uncommon to feel as if you can’t write about yourself. I know when I started this blog I often thought “why would anyone care?” But to be honest, the feedback I have gotten helps me to continue to write. I hope that you will open up and tell more of your story. I think you have many great things to share with the world.

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      1. I’ll be ok. I always am somehow… and yea, I’m staying with my kids dad. We have been divorced and good friends for 17 years. My now sober son is here too, so it makes it more tolerable to be around the ex.

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