When achievers fail, they see it as a momentary event, not a lifelong epidemic. ~ John C. Maxwell I just stumbled upon this quote today, and it felt very apt to my current situation, as well as many core tenets about me. I shudder to call myself the achiever even in analogy, but we'll put … Continue reading Quote for the Day
This post is going to be a little all over the place. I haven't slept in... some long amount of time. I stopped counting. I have been through some harsh shit in my life, and a lot of it was invisible to those around me. Over time, wearing a mask became more difficult (a fact … Continue reading Frozen Chaos, The Exile, and the Hermit
I think this excerpt from A Brave New World stands perfectly on it's own, but I ended up having a point I needed to make at the end, which I initially didn't realize I even had. Thanks for reading. (The Savage speaking) "But I like the inconveniences." "We don't," said the Controller. "We prefer to do … Continue reading A Brave New World: Embracing and Accepting Pain
This is the first day I should be going into work, except I'm not because it's over. Didn't sleep last night. Can't tell if I should sleep now or if I should take an Adderall and power through. I worked on lists and planning for business closing related things for a bit (it is seriously … Continue reading “Self? You’re Fired.”
As someone with Dissociative Identity Disorder, as well as Depression and Anxiety… wow. This was such a good way to express those feelings. Thank you for posting.
My twin and I were born the same year, month and day. We were raised apart. In most of life, I never saw her. I didn’t know she existed, but she was always there. She went to sleep with me every night and put the world on top of my chest. She accompanied me to my corner and made me cry telling me stories of a world I wasn’t part of. She was my best friend…I just didn’t know. You see, I only saw my twin in my dreams and when I looked in the mirror. I just didn’t know it was her. I’m still the only one that can see her.
Sometimes my twin leaves me for a while but I always know she’ll come back. I wish she wouldn’t but the familiarity of her presence is almost comforting. It’s almost comforting to cry for no reason, to panic…
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This is one of the better guides for loved ones I’ve ever read. Thank you. Reblogging.
- Be supportive.
Therapy and medication are effective but nothing is more effective than support in the long run. A person who is mentally ill is less likely to relapse if they know and feel that they have support(in whatever form it comes). Also, do not use your support as a weapon. In arguments don’t bring up the fact of how supportive you’ve been. It makes the point that unless you have something to gain, you won’t be supportive.
- Be gentle but firm.
One of the biggest mistakes made by loved ones when trying to deal with mental illness is to be “too soft” or “too hard”. It doesn’t matter what the illness is, the rule is the same. You need to set clear boundaries when it comes to give and take.You just can’t do it in a way that makes the person feel bad about themselves. One side can’t give…
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We need more role models and examples of people who came out the other side of things like this. Thanks for sharing, I am reblogging.
My son has had the same bedtime ritual for years, though we do vary it up a bit from time to time. He gets one story, one (or two, if we have time) songs, and then prayers, from whomever is doing the bedtime (anywhere from 1 to 4 people, depending on the night and the … Continue reading Snapshot of Bedtime (A Musical Journey)
My mind is tumbling through a desert somehow ripe with possibilities. But it is tumbling nonetheless. The new Doctor Who episode made my brain explode in an awesome way. Then I had some downtime and decided to pick A Brave New World by Aldous Huxley up again and continue my re-reading of it (for probably … Continue reading Tumbling
And for tonight, the Dominant gets to be the slave. -subby smiles- Update 20 minutes later: I may spontaneously combust from suspense. And I love it. 🙂 25 minutes: I'm dying here. And somehow this fact is insanely hot. 33 minutes: this is what I love and hate about being a switch who is mainly … Continue reading Switch