For a really long time now, I have dealt with having anxiety and depression. It all started with a car accident while I was pregnant with my daughter (I was a passenger). Thankfully, we were not harmed and everything is fine. She is a bright and healthy girl with a personality that keeps us smiling.

But even years after this happened, I was really afraid of driving or getting into cars at all. I did it, just so my family didn't think something was wrong, but inside I shuttered at every stop and turn. Even if there wasn't a car in front of us, I would imagine crashing into one and it would make my stomach tight... eventually I sought out a psychiatrist to get a prescription, which numbed these feelings.

In the last couple of years, I have turned to crafting and painting as a form of therapy. I think it's okay if people need to take pills to feel better, especially if that is what works for you. But I didn't want to be dependent on pills (and the bills) for dealing with my anxiety.

Painting is my favorite thing to do because it is really hard to mess it up. If you have a goal and focus on what you are expressing, it just magically comes through.

I am a bit nervous to be honest, but I think my next step is to share that with you.