Today has been a really hard day for me - mentally and emotionally. One of those days where i’m just ready to hang up the towel on doing what i love (photography)

. I struggle with boarderline personality disorder - so i feel every emotion on 100% at least once a day and don’t necessarily even know why in the moment. My medications help but only to a degree - there is no actual medication specifically for this diagnosis, it is a diagnosis that you cannot be born with - it is not hereditary: it is a trauma based disorder - meaning you developed it over years of prolonged trauma such as abuse, neglect, assault and other similar situations. It is literally our brain rewiring itself to function on a completely different frequency because of trauma.

Anywho - because of this i struggle to regulate my emotions, or understand where…

Where am I at right now?

Truthfully, I feel stretched thin, ragged, and ready to just turn it in and hide for a while. My second little boy is due in early September and I've been riding the razor's edge near physical and mental burnout since well before April.

See, we found out we were pregnant on New Year's Eve. This kiddo was prayed for and hoped for through loss and heartache for nearly two years. Finding out was a massive surprise and the best start to the new year we ever could have asked for. But with the excitement also came stress. What if we experienced another loss? What if we went to another ultrasound appointment and didn't see a heartbeat? What if things didn't go well? What if? I feel like I've been holding my breath all year waiting for something to go wrong and I know…

How are you doing, really? If you don’t feel comfortable commenting - please feel free to inbox us if you need to talk.

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No, I'm not talking about from the Sun, I'm talking about the "Ahhh man, I gotta wash the f*cking truck again" and the "Why do I do this sh*t" time of year.

Well it's that time of year again. We've reached the point where I am sweating out of every orifice of my body trying to get the ride ready for the 3rd meet of the week, after work, dad and husband duties, as I drop another 10mm socket into the Abyss of broken dreams and think of selling my stuff and buying a nice sensible car.

I'm sure we all reach this point, but what keeps us going back to the abuse, like Tina to Ike? I'll explain....well, at least why I do, and how I keep mustering up the strength to push on and wash and wax the bitch, one more time. This summer has been a lot…

Let’s get some discussion going today! When it comes to garage therapy the first thing people think of, is using the project in your garage AS a therapudic outlet. But what comes with that is typically: you, alone in your garage listening to music and turning wrenches to avoid your thoughts or problems.

Here, we wanna address them. Bring your issues to the table, mental health, financial burdens, family stresses. We want to create a community that allows one another to thrive within themselves, regardless of their struggles. Let’s support one another! What have you been struggling with lately that you could get off your chest? Post it in the comments and lets come together and show support to one another.

Hey crew — quick reminder before the weekend hits:

Not every bolt has to be torqued to spec, not every build has to be perfect, and not every day has to be productive. Sometimes just showing up to the garage, putting some music on, and zoning out with a ratchet in your hand is enough. Don’t overthink it. This is therapy, not a competition. ✌️🛠️

Crazy Times out there! Sometimes you might just need to talk to someone to make sense out of things. So, if you’re in need of a shoulder, and ear or even a kidney, holla at ya boy! I’m not a therapist but I listen without judgement and sometimes, I give sage advice. Anywho, you’re not alone!