Hello everyone, and welcome to Therapeutic Thursday! I know I’ve shared my story of grief a few different times and in different ways between my blog and The Bipolar Writer Blog, but today I wanted to give an update on grief, how I’ve been dealing with and managing my grief, as well as talk about the Twitter sensation “the ball in the box.”
I’ve finally come up with a nice catchy hashtag for my Thursday posts: #TherapeuticThursdays. Today for therapeutic Thursday, I wanted to write my past self a letter. I want to share all of the things I wish I could tell my past self, things that I think maybe some people today might need to hear. So, here we go.
Recently, thanks to a friend of mine, I have discovered the world of Mental Health Facebook Groups. I hadn’t previously known that these existed- though I am not super adventurous on Facebook either, I guess. But, this lead to my thinking about social media in general and the effects it can have on mental health.
Sometimes I feel the need to put my brave face on 24/7. Between struggling with my mental health, my PMDD, and grieving, my brave face has started faltering. Six months is a long time to stay strong. But even though I am struggling, it is okay to have those struggles.
(This is my last post before the holidays, and over the next week or two, I’m going to be taking some time away from the blog. See you all next year!)
I know, this is only one day off of the last Livejournal post that I did. But there was a part in here that really caught my attention as I was re-reading all of my entries.
The cringe continues! Sorry for the huge jump- 2003 didn’t have too many posts, and most of them were small things about random/boring aspects of my day, that I decided were online-journal worthy. So much cringing…
I wrote a post a little while back about Caring for Someone with C-PTSD. I listed things that others can do to help those with C-PTSD. Today my tips are for caring for someone with depression. Some may end up similar (or even the same), but I feel like when someone has a friend or loved one with depression, they can feel helpless while trying to figure out how to help that person. So here we go!