My cousin first turned me on to Listen, Lucy during her battle with cancer. I asked what I could do for help, or how I could support her, and she replied "Join the movement!"

I always wanted to be a mom. Growing up, I would have these intense moments where I just wanted to have a baby so bad! I loved my cousins' kids, I loved holding babies...I just knew I was going to be a great mom someday. I got married, we waited awhile, and in my late 20s we started trying to get pregnant. That was a battle in of itself; I had to go to fertility clinics, take the Clomid regime, etc. etc., and finally on Christmas of 2013 we got pregnant with our son. He's 3 years old now and he's a hoot, and we now have a 1-year-old daughter too. But something keeps coming back to haunt me...why don't I love being a mom as much as I thought I would?

Life is fleeting.

We know this at a young age when we say goodbye to our first childhood pet.Our first goodbye that breaks our hearts into pieces we’re sure will never mend. We see this in the ebb and flow of the seasons. The browning of the autumn leaves that spiral downward to their rest.We know this and yet we are startled into remembering when we must say goodbye anew.

I’m a pretty positive person, but times have been tough for me lately.

I’m a pretty positive person, but times have been tough for me lately. Foolishly, I thought I had an idea of what my future was going to look like and that I had it all figured out. The idea that I am not totally in control and there is a higher power that is influencing my life is a lesson that I apparently have not learned yet, but I’m starting to come around to that idea.

I can’t tell you the amount of times I have discussed my anxiety disorder.

I can’t tell you the amount of times I have discussed my anxiety disorder. I have talked about it, in depth, to my friends, family, husband, Listen, Lucy followers and complete strangers. I have talked about it on stage in front of hundreds. I have talked about it at meetings and when I am with my support system. I have talked about it with therapists and doctors and I have even talked about it to random people I have met out and about. I have no problem telling anyone every single detail of my struggle.

Listen, Lucy: It all started...to be honest I really don't know where it started, it feels like I was a completely fine one day nothing wrong and then all of a sudden..

I've been dealing with this since the 7th grade when I was 13 and I am now 17 almost 18, and nothing has gotten easier, I've just learned was of dealing with it. I might not look "sick" but I most definitely feel it and it's hard to miss a number of days of school and when you go back have people ask you what was wrong or where have you been.