I am.
I am a mother, a wife, a sister, a daughter. I am a registered nurse, a graduate student, a volunteer, a self-motivated pursuer of goals and dreams. I am a lover of mankind, a self-proclaimed nerd, an extroverted introvert, a thinker. I am a survivor.

I am many things. It’s taken me a long time to realize that who and what I am matters and is of the utmost importance when life throws and entire tool box, to include the monkey wrench, into our plans. You see, what and who I am has saved my life, literally. When I was suffering from depression and anxiety during my husband’s second deployment within 24 months, the thought of losing my life as a mother kept me afloat. When I experienced the ugliest sides of people the volunteer work I do and lives I’ve touched reminded me that not all people are bad, most are just a product of their environment. When we fill our hearts and minds with adjectives and nouns that describe us positively, life’s negatives no longer matter.

Imagine the goals you could accomplish, the dreams you could pursue without the negative mental blocks to stop your progress. I have many goals. One, I will graduate with honors this year. Two, I will continue to plan and grow as an entrepreneur. Three, I will enjoy this one life I have. Four, I will find happiness everyday. Now that the negatives are less stressful and carry less weight, I can pursue and accomplish anything and everything I set my mind to.

I am Priscilla.