I am a forty-one year old mother of three. I have survived physical, mental, emotional and sexual abuses, a failed marriage and a long engagement imploded by my partner's repeated infidelities. I have been diagnosed with major depression, ptsd and anxiety disorder. I have many facets and have filled many roles. At different times in my life, I have been a student, a teacher, a mother, a daughter, a fiance, a wife, an artist, an author. Throughout my life, I have been both strong and courageous, weak and afraid. I may be a product of my experiences and choices, but I refuse to let them define me. After years of suffering in silence, I have found my voice.
I write because I know what it is like to face demons and want to encourage others fighting their own battles to find their voices.
I write because I want others to understand the daily battle those suffering from depression face.
I write because I want to survive, to live and to flourish. I am tired of feeling unlovable.
(B. L. Acker is the pen name I write under because I touch upon sensitive subjects like mental illness and suicide. While my children are aware of my diagnosis, I avoid putting my name out there so my children's friends, acquaintances, teachers and coaches do not stumble upon my name and infer the connection. I respect my children's privacy and their right to discuss the impact my mental illness has had on their lives in their own time and with only those they see fit to share it.)