I’ve somehow found myself in the very fortunate position of being someone to whom people reach out for advice every once in a while, and I want to take on that role as humbly and responsibly as possible. I’ve received a great deal of anonymous comments from readers, ranging from the kindest thanks to the most scathing insults. I’ve gotten several quite thought-provoking and thoughtful questions, and I hope to get around to answering them all either on my podcast or here.

I’ve received some messages that have broken my heart. Some of you have been brave enough to really bare your souls and your scars to me, and I’ll forever be amazed by that. Thank you for trusting me with your stories.

What I’ve found with several posts, however, is the need for professional guidance that I am not qualified to give you. Now, I’m not certain if some of these people have sought medical help yet, and I’m sure a lot of them have. I just want to say for those of you who may be scared to reach out for help (rightfully so) that doing so is always okay and absolutely necessary if you are feeling seriously negatively affected by past trauma or just life in general. If you are hurting, please seek help. I am praying for you and loving on you from afar, but sometimes I just feel the need to be open about the fact that I do not have all the answers. In fact, I have very few of them. I’m just a young girl trying to share my story and do some good, and I want to be there for those who reach out in the most responsible way I can, in the most serious way I can. I think for some of you therapy may be able to help you out of that ever-widening chasm of mental darkness. I love you. Stay strong and stay tuned for future episodes in which I delve deeper into your questions.