I am doing what I can to make the food scene in my town better. I just want to support my community and see it thrive. I am hamstrung by depression, anxiety, and more, though. I take a handful of pills to get out of bed every morning. I have no sense of self-confidence, self-worth, and no real identity. I think a lot about not existing — not death, just a state of not being. I want to be there for others. I want to support all of those who feel the way I do. If you ever feel like you are struggling, please do not hesitate to reach out to me. I am here to help.