I’m not pretending to know it all. I’m not a psychologist, therapist or life coach. It’s just me. A married woman originally from the Bronx and transplanted to Central New Jersey, raising 3 boys and dealing with an angst ridden dog.
A 40-something woman with baggage and issues, with both happy and sad moments. A woman who has struggled but still tries to find ways to enjoy the little things. I cry, I laugh, I scream, I curse, I love, I advise others, I listen, I speak up, I forget to speak up. I encourage, and need encouragement. I love my family and my friends. I want to reach out more, but get caught up in the day-to-day. I occasionally feel parental guilt. My husband and I fight and then make up. I question myself many times. And many times I’m my own cheerleader. I feel the weight of others, and long to let it all go, while keeping the important parts that teach me to be a better me. I have a love/hate relationship with food and working out. I’m getting older but still feel the youthfulness within my soul. I’m both ME and every woman in this world. I am both ME and US.
— Elke (a.k.a The Pretty Platform)