A friend told me of an article she saw that said the 2016 election has been bad for peoples’ mental health. I remembered seeing something like that in my Facebook news feed. My first response was : No Duh. But I still thought it sounded like a good challenge, so I decided to look up the article.
In my mind, I am normal. This is because I live with me twenty-four seven (OK, not always twenty-four seven because some of those hours I am asleep).
I have BPD. In the past, I never realised that I feel emotions more easily, more deeply, and for longer than others do.I thought the intensity of my emotions was normal. Turns out, it’s not. I read somewhere that in non-BPD people an emotion typically fires for 12 seconds. In BPD’ers it can last up to 20 percent longer. BPD’ers emotions also repeatedly re-fire, or re-live, or recur, however you want to say it, so emotional reactions occur for even longer. I do. I go over and over and over the emotions, pinging from one to another like a steel ball in a pinball machine. Continue reading
Did you get to work this morning? Then you accomplished a monumental feat. Does that sound crazy? I mean, you get up and go to work. Simple, right? No. In fact it takes several steps. If you are depressed, or even just plain tired and burned out, each step is a hurdle in itself. Here’s an average overview of my morning.
6:00 A.M. The alarm goes off. You have to crawl out of bed. Out from under the warm covers. Don’t hit snooze, it will only make it worse. Continue reading
The end of the blogroll contest, I mean. First things first, thank you all for your tremendous outpouring of support. You have truly just floored and humbled me with what you have done. It’s been so amazing to be a part of this process, and I would have lost hope some time ago if not for everyone supporting us.
Today, blessedly, there is less to do, but if you want to hop on over to Blogroll Contest: Last Call, the lovely Sara will give you the lowdown on what you can do to gain some last-minute points for Canvas. So go skeedaddle over there, it’s your last chance! Continue reading
At what point do you say to yourself, “I need help”? And how many times do you say it before you actually reach out? Do you wait to hang by a single thread? Or do you wait for that last thread to start tearing before someone else tells you to grab on for dear life because you’ll end up at the bottom, dead?
Well, we’ll all end up as putrid corpses. One day the braided threads of our lives, as we know them now, will unravel. But you get my drift. Continue reading
It would be too easy to start my blog series off on a negative note. There are many disadvantages to a variety of mental health categories. I could go on and on comiserating with everyone about depression and anxiety, but I wanted to choose a different route.
One of the advantages of having brain wired differently is all of the life experience and wisdom that comes with it. Most of us can agree that we feel like we’ve lived a thousand lives in what could really be considered a blip of existence. Continue reading