Yikes! It’s been a really long time since I posted. I have no excuses. I was…well I was doing other things. Sleeping mostly. But eating and working too. I actually wrote this post a month ago but I never got around to posting it….so yeah. Fail. Anyway, lately I’ve been hit over the head with… Continue reading The Self Image Battle
The most brilliant minds in our world have struggled with the greatest, most embarrassing, most debilitating mental illnesses. Just like lifting weights, the more we work, the more mental muscles we build. The people around you who have to fight uphill every step of the way have some pretty huge mental muscles, even though they may not seem “normal” to you.
When I have a plan to deal with a fear, no matter how scary, the impact is lessened. When I can accept that I’m afraid and say that it is okay to be afraid, the shock of it all lessens as well.
I spent a huge amount of my growing up years afraid of my weight. I spent days cowering in corners because I was afraid that if I came out of them people would judge me and hate me because of how I looked. I was so wrong, and I eventually came to the conclusion that life is so much nicer when I’m content and I like myself the way I am. So I practice that. Yeah, sometimes I cry because I don’t look how I want to, but every day I tell myself that I am beautiful, sexy, and attractive the way I am
There’s usually two ways in which mental illness and abuse go together. Either the mentally ill person takes out their illness on others in an abusive way, or the people around them abuse them because of their mental illness. These things often get combined into messy, unhealthy family relationships, so I want to hopefully explain some of the ways in which and reasons why people behave in an abusive way, so that forgiveness and healing can occur.
When I panic, I immediately forget all of my coping mechanisms. I forget how to breathe, I forget how to do self talk, I forget to take my meds etc. The coping toolbox is a nice easy way to assemble all the things that help me to calm down in one place. That way, the only thing I have to remember to do is look inside my toolbox.
I wish I had something uplifting and encouraging to say today, but I really don’t. My meds have been causing annoying side effects that are driving me bananas. Lexapro makes me unable to wake up. Prozac gives me full body tremors and a feeling of faintness. So far, Zoloft gives me insomnia. Since I’m between… Continue reading Meds are a Massive Pain