I feel like a molecule bouncing here and there voilently. A lost confused molecule. I am crying and I am laughing. It's too much happening at once. When I saw the daily post leaving the hardest feeling that hit me was fear. Fear of loss. Something that has successfully crippling me throughout my life. Fear... Continue Reading →
Next I am reblogging a post by our lovely Barb. I won’t say a lot here just that..I just love her!
There is so much honesty in her writing it will make you feel every syllable of it.
Please go pay a visit at her blog.
Thank you all for your support, love, and encouragement during what has been a difficult time. Much love to you all. ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
Being admitted to Behavioral Hospital. Photo provided by author
As some of you know, I was in the emergency room on Friday, March 23, because I couldn’t stop self-harming. I was there from 4:00 PM until about 6:30AM the next day, when I was transferred to, I’ll call it, Behavioral Hospital. It’s a mental institution, but calling it that would be self-stigmatizing.
I was transferred because they didn’t have any beds at ECT Hospital, which devastated me. I like the psych ward at ECT Hospital, and know what to expect, especially because I was just there in the beginning of March. I was scared when the ambulance arrived at Behavioral Hospital.
Just got home. Photo provided by author
But I ended up loving many of my fellow patients…
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Aaand a post by Beckie, one of my favorite people around here who is always supporting fellow bloggers especially friends with mental health issues.
Do check her blog if you haven’t already.
Good Afternoon, My Friends. Happy Hump Day to you all! Hope your week is going well so far.
As some of you know, I just started this segment of working on me last week. Reading self-help books and trying desperately to keep my anxiety at bay, as well as my emotions intact. To be honest, I’m realizing this is not an easy task, but I have no other choice but do this on my own at the moment.
Back in March, I learned that my Medicaid Insurance cut me off with no warning. The reasoning was that I earned too much through my Disability. In my opinion, “That’s a load of shit.” One sum per month, with expenses taken out in order to survive, and they just cut you loose without evening knowing what the individual is going through. I’m without my therapist and my psychiatrist now since that time.
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a poem that I just have to share by our friend Lawrence, who blogs about his struggles with bipolar disorder with honesty and eloquence.
Facing a different person
Is facing the unknown
The unknown scares
The public wants “different”
But they cannot handle it
They cannot understand it
They want an outside the box view
Yet they live inside
Where they are comfortable.
For us, it’s a bit reversed
We don’t know or don’t want to know
What is inside the box
As we are living and operating outside of it.
Until we find a level playing field
We will never be accepted
We are different
Peace and serenity
Lawrence Copyright© June 2018
Here’s something we all wan’t want to scream at the whole world so that maybe somebody would understand.
I am reblogging a post by Ashley about anxiety and misconception around it. I see her actively helping around fellow bloggers please do check her blog.
Your chest feels so tight that it’s making it hard to breathe. Your heart is racing, and a quick check of your pulse confirms this. Your partner says “relax, it’s just your anxiety”, and that only makes you feel more agitated. Your body feels like it’s ready to explode, you have no idea what’s going on, and the pain is only getting worse. You feel terrified and powerless, and for lack of a better option you decide to go to emergency to get checked out. They run some blood tests and do an ECG. The doctor comes in, gives you only the briefest of glances, and says “everything came back normal. Looks like it’s all in your head. Go home and get some sleep”.
If you’re anything like me you’d probably feel like slapping both doctor and partner upside the head. But before we run off in that direction, let’s…
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Here I am reblogging post of the very first person who joined me on my mental health awareness mission. Can’t thank her enough.
Please feel free to reach out, read, talk and be there for each other.
A lot of us claim to be humble. Humility is the idea that we are not the best. We are not the only one out there. There are many like us, many better than us. We can acknowledge our skills, but not brag about them.
But at the same time, a lot of us (without telling others) act as if others are more important. It seems to be related to humility, but off in a self serving way. Contradictory, I know. I’ll try, but no guarantees I’ll get it out right.
Humility is a spectrum. One one end, you have the “not humble.” That person who says they are the best and acts as if they are the only person on earth who can do or say or think that way.
Then on the other end is the “humble” person. This person will serve others needs or ideas before themselves. …
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Before I lose my confidence and get all Awkward and get lost into procrastination tunnel.. lets proceed to phase two of the Mental Health Awareness Mission/Drive/Champagne/Project. I have straightened the post a little. But I still need to fully update its content. And drafted this author's note to attach with the post when forwarding it... Continue Reading →
Now we have stories of 100 beautiful souls on our Mental Health Awareness post. Now I might just go and look outside the window what day and time it is… Umm..ok..later! Thank you everyone..would never ever EVER be able to do this on my own !! Kindly visit my post Warriors Invited To Raise... Continue Reading →
Last 15 days I have been on an emotional rollercoaster ride that I cannot just put in words. Reading about people struggling with vicious demons within their own bodies gives you shocks and shudders literally. I made MHA post on 27th April and since then all my energies are directed towards its success. Now a few... Continue Reading →
When I was born someone else was also born with me. A creature chained to my right foot, that is my dominating foot. I assumed it to be an animal in my naive mind. But I didn't know its specie. It could be a wolf, a fox or a dog. I realized it growing up.... Continue Reading →