In recent news, Insane Roots is now on Instagram! @myinsaneroots
Previously, I was solely using @tbellrochelle to post my Shenanigans, but with the nudge from a friend, we have created a separate account for subject matter surrounding Insane Roots.
My hope is that this will help bring those struggling with similar toxic family dynamics and depression/anxiety together and more importantly to raise awareness of just how many people suffer from mental health issues, but are afraid to speak up.
It took me a long time to gain the courage to speak up myself and I know I am not alone. The time has come to shed the shame surrounding anxiety & depression and find pride in having survived it. Even if you still suffer from it, every step you take forward, is momentum to be proud of.
You are not weak, you are strong! Perhaps stronger than most because the baseline for each day is lower than that of others. Try to remember that the next time you are struggling to move forward.
There is no real cure for depression, but every day you push through it, is a day you survived it and I have found, that in itself to be fuel for each day to come!
There is great beauty in being broken. The darkness we overcome is like the shedding of a chrysalis. What remains is an empty shell of emotions, feelings we sometimes use as protection when we are spiraling out in a cycle of depression or anxiety, but once we work through this, we come out the other side anew; an even more beautiful you!
And on that note, there is another piece of news I am only sharing with my followers until it’s full release.
For many years, I have wanted to put out a poetry series, but if I am being completely honest, I lacked the courage up until now.
Poetry has always been a way of expressing my feelings, when I couldn’t find a way to talk about them. As you can imagine, I have suffered a wide variety of difficulties in my life (as have most of us) and over the years, I have found it necessary to sometimes surrender to the spiral of darkness in order to fully work through whatever it was and move forward.
Having said that, sometimes, I go very dark. To a place where others do not dare to go and taken out of context, some of my poetry may come across very concerning.
And so, publishing a series of poetry, I was hesitant to share my darkness with the world.
Coming soon to Amazon Kindle will be the first of what I hope to be many in The Poetry of Emotion series. It will take a deep look at the emotional roller coaster of depression and the strength it takes to overcome it.
Written loosely in the stages of grief, each piece shares a glimpse at the inner struggles of a child left behind, still searching after all these years for the desperately needed reassurance and security that had been taken away so long ago.
Much like everything I write, the pieces within this book are pieces of me, drawn from moments in my life when I knew no other way to process my emotions, but to pour them on the page.
And so, although at times you may feel as though you are traveling through the very darkest tunnels of my mind (and you are), I urge you to remember these as passing moments. More importantly, a necessary darkness that brought me to the clarity I feel today.
It’s not all poetry though. Another one of my passions is photography and it too was an outlet for me in the past. And so, I have decided to implement some of my favorite shots throughout the book as well.
So if you have ever wondered what really goes through this crazy noggin of mine, stay tuned and you’ll find out just what makes me tick!
Follow me here to be notified as soon as it’s released!
And with that, I would like to end with a very special thank you to all of you for your support over the years. I am so unbelievably grateful, words are simply not enough.
To everyone who has shared in my journey, I appreciate you more than you will ever know. You keep me going, give me purpose and have helped me find fulfillment in so many ways.
I wish you all love, abundance & prosperity ~ THANK YOU!!
“Experience is a master teacher, even when it’s not our own.”