recovery
Your illness does not define you. It's your resolve to recover that does.
Hi, I'm Kendra, and I Have Bipolar Disorder!
I got out of a mental health hospital a week ago today. Now I’ll move forward with the most "interesting" things first AKA my diagnoses. I was diagnosed with Bipolar Disorder, Anxiety, Schizophrenic tendencies, PTSD, and OCD. Alright let’s delve into more about what this means for me and my life moving onward!
By Kendra Bennett7 years ago in Psyche
Seatbelt
Recently, I went on a small day trip from my quaint town to another quaint town on my new home island of Ireland. I packed up my life and moved here about a month ago, and I have had nothing but amazing, uplifting experiences, and reassurances that I made the right decision. Moving to a completely new country has been something that I've aspired to do for years, but to say that I ever expected this to happen would be false, and this would be for a number of reasons. First reason being I never thought I could ever move away from home; I feared that I would get homesick too quickly, and always thought I would want to stay within the comforts of my hometown. Clearly, as I got older I found a shocking presence of independence and wanderlust within myself, just enough to push me to leave the nest, and fulfill what I've always dreamed of doing. Fast forward to the present, while I'm living my dream in Ireland, I decided to travel around a little when I get the chance, and with the bus system being so quick and easy, it really makes day trips ideal. I was on my way to the lovely village of Kinsale, full of colourful buildings, winding roads and sailboats. I hopped on the bus, threw on some John Mayer (obviously), and sat back and began to enjoy the luscious green scenery around me. Although I was in my element, something quickly started weighing down on me. On the buses in Ireland, there are seatbelts on every seat, although no one wears them. I sat there, John Mayer singing sweet nothings in my ear, and decided that it would be dumb to keep my seatbelt off, what if something was to happen? I have too much ahead of me to risk it, because I was too lazy to move my arm in two swift motions.
By Bekah Boudreau7 years ago in Psyche
I Am Disgusting
My name is Stormy, and I am disgusting. Here are the most commonly cited reasons, as to why: My shorts are too short. Sometimes I wear a white t-shirt, and a red bralette, and it isn’t classy. The fact that I force other people to have to see me in tight clothes is disrespectful. I have scars all over that I can’t even pretend are from something else, and it’s an obvious cry for attention. Two cookies are way more than I should be eating. Also, at some point I’m going to have to forgive him, it’s my fault. And I really should be over what happened by now, it’s been 14 years.
By Stormy Robertson7 years ago in Psyche
What to Expect During Detox Treatment
If you’re considering getting help with your substance abuse problem, know that you’re already taking an amazing, courageous step just to think about it. Detoxing isn’t easy, but with the right help, you can get through it successfully and return to the life you love and deserve.
By Carlos Fox7 years ago in Psyche
Judgementalism
"We are all works in progress." I was told this numerous times as a kid by my mentor and in so many words by my parents and family. It's funny how long it takes us sometimes to begin embracing good advice, affectively converting knowledge into sage wisdom.
By J Bradford7 years ago in Psyche
If the First Step Doesn't Get You
I did it! As you may have seen, I started my new blog. Yesterday was a great day! It feels wonderful to deal with the onslaught of anxiety symptoms and defeat it by starting something new and challenging. Words seem to flow through my fingertips like water cascading down the mighty Mississippi River. My thoughts were coming from the heart, my intent of possibly helping others filled me with the passion that I often preach about but never seem to perform. Most importantly, I started a journal that will assist me further in accomplishing my ultimate goals. Daily writing to help myself cope with the emotions, thoughts, and feelings that continually swirl inside my head. To add to an already rewarding day, I also participated in some courses on YouTube so I can possibly put a face to some of my writings and speak to people, in a raw personal level, about my daily struggles and how I deal with the challenges that bombard me throughout the day. Then, of course, just like any other day, it ends, and the next day comes.
By BIGG_JOE Vitality_Adjustment7 years ago in Psyche
Suffering from Depression and Anxiety
I suffer from depression and anxiety (D&A). According to my mother, it has been life long. Until about two months ago, I had no recollection of suffering from either when I was a child, but then I ran into the mother of a childhood friend. She told me that as a child when I slept over at their house, I would always wake up in the middle of the night feeling sick, unable to sleep and wanting to go home. I can remember doing this only twice, but apparently, it was a regular thing.
By Daryn Pitonti7 years ago in Psyche
Who Needs a Therapist When (Pt. 10)
So, up front. This is not a call for help. This is not a request for care. I am perfectly capable of committing myself to professional care if my ideation goes from, "well, that'd be nice" to "let's do this." I'm good at means reduction and putting safety measures in place. So please refrain from any helpful actions. That is not what this is about.
By Haybitch Abersnatchy7 years ago in Psyche
Gaslighting
Have you ever made a life choice that went south faster than a six second Vine? I'm not talking about eating gas station sushi, or getting a Japanese character tattoo. I'm talking about gambling on happily ever after with your childhood crush and having it turn into a six-year dance with the devil. Gaslighting was a term I became familiar with only after the uncoupling, and in hindsight, was more insidious than the alcoholism, financial abuse, and opioid addiction that accompanied it. What follows is an abridged telling of a much longer tale.
By Traci Reason7 years ago in Psyche
"The 30th Year Blues"
It's been a while since I have posted a blog, and in part, a situation had occurred which had made it extremely hard to not only post something, but to actually write creatively. It was not going to happen. But here we are, and I have mustered the strength to write something and put everything in to words. Why not answer the question of, "Why?"
By Jay Williams7 years ago in Psyche
