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.”
Hello all and welcome to another Therapeutic Thursday! The topic of food has always been a touchy subject for me. When offered to go out to eat with friends or order food while we’re out for drinks, or even if offered to go over to someone’s house for dinner, I freeze. When I am at public events where there is food available, I usually stay on the opposite side of the room. I’d love to say I don’t have anything against food, but I guess that isn’t true. But the majority of it is anxiety-based.
Back in the beginning of February, I posted on The Bipolar Writer Blog about my med journey. In that post, I mentioned that I may do a self-care post, and now, for Talkative Tuesday, here it is! Here are a few things that I like to do for myself to help improve my mental health, and a little on why I find them relaxing. Again, the lovely disclosure: I am not a mental health professional, or medical professional. I’m just a girl with a few disorders, and here’s how I help myself.
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.
So it’s been a little over a month since my last cringe-fest LiveJournal post! This is the last one that I’d sent myself, meaning this was the last one I felt that had some sort of substance I could comment on. I might quickly scroll through again just to see, but this may or may not be my last LJ post! Another poem, when I was a sophomore I believe. Reading it over, it’s almost like I was trying to write a song. Hmm, maybe I was? I cannot honestly remember. Maybe I’ll start playing with this a bit… Enjoy~
Almost two months ago, I posted a blog on The Bipolar Writer Blog called Relationships & C-PTSD. I’ve talked about C-PTSD before, and what my definition of it is, as well as wondering if I am too guarded. Recently, I was chatting with a friend of mine and told her that I was emotionally ready to BE in a relationship, but not yet ready to START a relationship. Today, I’m going to talk about my thoughts, fears, and hopes about dating and joining the dating realm again.