For the majority of my life I tried to not be noticed. Fade into the background. Terrible anxiety around people, to the point I had a hard time holding down a steady job because I dreaded being stared at when I walked in. I always had a job but unless I got comfortable with the people, I wouldn't stay long. I truly hated getting my picture taken because I hated everything about myself. It has taken a lot of years to be comfortable with me. I got up everyday and fought myself to get out in the world, but I did it. No prescriptions or groups, just a knowledge that I had to survive and I was the only one who could make things better. I wish I had learned that sooner but I am here now to say that it is not too late.
I started getting addicted to tattoos a couple years ago, and I have to say that they are part of my therapy. Tattoos, fitness and my husband!!
It's a lot harder to stay fit as we age. I'm 56 and proud. I want to show that it can be done.
