This stuff, im telling ya

transition is weird. being home is weird.

im not sure how to deal with routine still

& i am really not diggin it.

the thing is i have a lot going on. 

ive opened up about my eating disorder, & i am also dealing with depression.

ive got a therapy appointment this week luckily.

but it is really hard to admit to myself that i have these issues.

but i think admitting is just another part of growing up.

and by admitting, i am finding help.

its all part of the journey.

today our relief society lesson was all about "the journey home."

i took a lot from it, but mostly that Heavenly Father loves me no matter what. 

It doesnt matter how beautiful, how healthy, how intelligent, or how kind I am.

He is always there and he loves me and wants to help.

im definitely trying to put my trust in him more, especially this week.

I truly want to get healthy so I can progress and grow.