Join me in a day filled with challenges and decisions, from caring for my cat Bubba post-surgery to handling unexpected debates and planning my career. Discover how I navigate stress, therapy, and vocational aspirations while balancing pet care and personal growth.
Explore the complexities of living with mental health issues like BPD and PTSD in this candid blog post. Dive into the challenges of desiring a long life while dealing with the daily struggles of neurodivergence and mental health, and discover the coping mechanisms and thoughts that shape the author's life experience.
After a refreshing nap, frustration lifted, and I tackled my obligations. Discussing persistent outbursts with the prescriber, I set up PCP and therapy appointments post-RogersBH. Exploring a website tool for business prospects, though pricey, tempts me. Meanwhile, a dynamic blog post tool empowers me to schedule a month's worth, enhancing website traffic and SEO.
Okay, so.. I am writing this using speech to text so forgive it if it sounds confusing. I am discharging today from the hospitalization care. Which is a 6 hour a day therapy, I’m going down to the three hour a day therapy. That should be for about 4 weeks or so, and then I’ll be done with therapy all together. My plan after that is to go to NA meetings at least once a week. While being here I learned that you can go to the NA meetings over the internet, and you can go to them all around…
I had another really strong dream. It was more of a nightmare. I kept seeing all these lures crawling through a house toward the windows. They were those rubber lures that looked like worms. Everywhere I looked, I saw them. They would appear out of nowhere, tiny, super tiny. They would grow and begin crawling toward the nearest window, and grow while they did. Growing large like a finger in diameter by the time they got to the walls. Then they would crawl up the walls and out the window. I remember being thankful that they were leaving but like,…
Walking into therapy used to be something I looked forward to each day. Lately, it seems like I am not getting much out of it because I've been coming for a while now, and that stuff is beginning to be repetitive… Sitting in a small room and working on paperwork is enough to drive me insane… Sometimes, I really hate how different I am… When I am forced to spend several hours on one task with the expectation that I won't get distracted, it frustrates me… Anyway, I really wish the person who was making the decision for my disability…
I refrained from blogging yesterday to allocate time for a one-on-one session with my therapist, delving into significant aspects of childhood trauma. It's an arduous process, but imperative for personal growth. Simultaneously, my day off facilitated substantial progress on a friend's website, contributing to my evolving portfolio. Additionally, the escalating costs of various necessities present a considerable challenge in contemporary times. The intricate nature of adult responsibilities remains an ongoing struggle.
Yesterday ended on a very heavy topic. Shame. We watched this very brief video and then began discussing the difference between shame and guilt. Then we went into the book… The part that resonated with me was about secret shame. Here’s a photo of the section in the book. Read the whole paragraph. I had to read it 5+ times before it really sank in. I think all of this relates to me, but I’m not sure. I want to process it. There’s a lot to unpack though, as is usual with therapy. But, I think it’s why I blocked…
In this blog, I reflect on my journey through recovery, navigating life changes and housing struggles. Amidst newfound stability, I encountered unexpected temptations, leading to a brief stint in the world of Party and Play. Little did I realize, this marked the beginning of a complex romantic entanglement with intriguing twists and hidden red flags.
Embarking on the transformative journey of recovery, I initially relied on "2 Takeaways" for daily reflections. The shift to SMART goals, with their specificity and measurability, marked a pivotal evolution. Challenging myself with diverse objectives, I broke free from routine, discovering untapped resilience. This journey celebrates the beautiful complexities of healing through intentional, varied goals.