The hardest thing I have ever done was walk away from the house leaving my beautiful little three year old daughter behind when I got divorced. I wasn't leaving her life but I was leaving the house and my little family. I have been crying like crazy thinking about it just now. And I rarely cry. This post just got me thinking about the past.

But to the point the second hardest thing I ever did was reach out for help. I was scared to death. The thing is though once I made the decision I felt a huge sense of relief. I had some hope finally.

I know how scary it is. And you do have to be careful about choosing the right supportive factor. In my experience it is worth the risk.