2019 has been a year that has really tested my mental health. From buying a house (that we really can't afford), Grace starting school, and then changing schools, my work going through massive change, Chad off work for three months plus numerous family things that fill my brain, I have struggled at times. I have sort help, and tried to learn new ways to cope as it is clear that my coping behaviours learned as a single woman don't translate to married, family life. You can't just crawl into bed and cry! My most recent panic attack was last night and I'm still in the hang over recovery phase. So we have abandoned the messy house and come to the beach. Its times like this I appreciate how Chad loves me through this and reassures me we will survive as a family even if we have to sell the house to clear our debt and live small (note: these are things he says to calm my panicked brain as he knows it makes me feel safe when I hear he will be by my side through thick and thin)...