When I read about the passing away of Amy Bleuel, I was overwhelmed with various emotions; The first was an empathetic sense of relief for a human that was brave enough to share her story with the world and begin a project that has saved my life and helped millions of others. I then felt rushes of emotional pain and exhaustion, for battling a battle this tough is so straining on the heartstrings and debilitating for the drained brain. At last, a wave of gratitude and pride swept over me for beautiful Amy, for it’s never about the number of years that make your life count, but what you fill those years up with.
So thank you, Amy. Thank you for taking a form of communication that has hurt so many with it’s conforming tactics and using it to help break a stigma and inspire hope around the world. Thank you for reassuring me with the realization that there is a light at the end of the tunnel and it does not matter how short or long that tunnel is. All that matters is that there IS a light and you can fight your way through the dark to reach it, and if you don’t quite make it, that does not give you or anyone the right to deem your journey a failure.
Thank you so much for your heroism, Amy. Rest well. You deserve it; 💙