This is a day to encourage people to talk and to listen. Most importantly open up, don’t be afraid to be yourself. I hope people take the time to read what people share today, read it with an open mind with no judgment.
For us the poeple who live with mental illness everyday. Fighting our demons in our heads, in the mirrors, in the media, in our familis, communities and friendship. It’s time to take a stand, we are not our illness our illness may be a big part of us but it does not define us.
I have been fighting the great battle of Borderline Personality Disorder and have been since I was 13 years old. Which is a hard pill to swallow and I mean it, the amount of medication I was put on was disgusting. Some medications do help, and I support the people that are trying them out because sometimes our heads need a little help. I want to clap my hands for being med free for 2 years I worked steady on my Dialectical Behaviour Therepy and it has been so helpful. It look me along time to work on it at first I fought it, now I couldn’t be more stable and happier. It’s and constant work in progress…
Don’t anyone feel the battle has beaten them, sleep it off and keep fighting back.
You can do it!
Id like to thank the people that support me;
My sisters that tell me I am the strongest person they know, they are so proud of me. My parents that love me unconditionally and are there for me no matter what. Brian for showing me how to trust someone, and to be loved and treated like any women should be. I thank you for everything that you do for me. Thanking the people that support you the most is an important thing you can do. Sometime it’s not easy helping me out and having to deal with my unstable emotions and impulsive decisions.
#bellletstalk #bpd #fighter #mentalhealth
I’ve had some hard times, hard times few understand. Lately I’ve been wiping my own tears and holding my own hand. It’s crazy when you try to explain it, it sounds insane and… you give up. You hear the same old, I’ve been busy…
Let’s just avoid the awkward conversation and skip the are you okays. Let’s just visit another day..
I’ve just go to work on me and toughen up.
#busy #sorryitry #mentalhealth
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A group of frogs is called an army.
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If the average night’s sleep is eight hours (ie one third of a day), one sleeps for one third of one’s life. If you live, say, 75 years, that’s 25 years asleep, or 9,125 days.
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Guinness World Records says the oldest living person verified by original proof of birth is Misao Okawa, a 115-year-old Japanese woman. The oldest verified age was 122 years and 164 days: Jeanne Calment of France, who died in 1997.
Thank you GOOGLE for providing me with my fun for the day.
So every since I’ve started into my 3rd semester of school I’ve decided to have a no phone zone. Which is after school, after homework and after dinner I have an hour and a half without any technology. No phone, laptop or tv. I’ve been finding it helping my strain of my eyes of coarse and my mental health. I usually do things like;
- Colour in a colouring book.
- Read a book, an actual book made of paper.
- Write on actual paper.
- Stretch and do a little yoga.
- Go for a walk.
- Make a cooking recipe that I usually wouldn’t because I have the excuse of no time.
- Go visit a family member I have not seen in awhile, this Christmas everyone in my family pretty much said oh we have seen you in ages. And this is totally unlike me I am a big family gal.
Sometimes I find it a little hard to pack the technology all away but I commit myself to and I feel better. In the future the time span may get longer and longer.
Enjoy the simple things in life.
Sports.. I believe that every individual should try and join a sports teams whether it’s swimming, hockey or high jump. As you’ve read in my previous blog posts I havnt had the best childhood and young adulthood but… some of my most fondest charished memories are being on the many sports teams in school and independantly. It really doesn’t even need to be a sport even chess club or math club, antrying where there is a group on people getting together to do something they love.
Even if you are not the most popular, have the most friends and wearing the latest trends being on a sports team makes you feel like your apart of something.
I played hockey on an all girls traveling team, my father often was the trainer and always drove myself and sometimes a team mates to games. It was that bonding alone that has shaped me into the person I am today. When you get out on the ice you forgot all the demons, all the hard times… you let go and have fun, you may even get a little anger out.
I made friends, even though some didn’t carry on much outside of the sport but some did. And the ones that didn’t still didn’t bother me, I felt apart of something being on a team. Learned about acceptance, teamwork, hard work, helping others and many other postive things. I also played sports in elementary school and high school but nothing beats my hockey teams.
A few years worth of memories and laughs, coaches I will never forget and games I replay in my head.