Retraumatized by the mental health system
Hoping that theirs a more sophisticated being out there in the universe
I’m really hoping that a more sophisticated being is out in the universe watching over us. With the recent news of unidentifiable crafts by the U.S Navy or Air Force I’d say it’s very likely we’ve been observed. I probably sound nuts to some but it would actually give me great comfort knowing that we’re not alone. I just hope that they would be gentle with us mortals more so I hope that we as a species would not destroy or hurt them as we’ve done with our own planet. I’d love to have a dialogue with said sophisticated species but after all I’m just a lowly peasant of a human being. Peace everybody.
#Depression #Agoraphobia #AnxietyAttacks #PanicAttacks #Sadness #lonely #Pain #Life
How I feel about life
My thoughts on ketamine therapy
I did 4 sessions of ketamine therapy, i wholeheartedly and absolutely enjoyed and loved these 4 sessions but felt I needed more. I’ve never experienced such peace, it felt as though the skys opened up and I acended to heaven, the most serene peace came over me when I was on the drip, so I highly recommend ketamine therapy.
#Depression #ObsessiveCompulsiveDisorder #Anxiety #AnxietyAttacks #Agoraphobia #PanicAttacks #Fear #MentalHealth #CollegeMentalHealth
My experience with bullying and why I feel it hasn’t gotten better, but actually has gotten worse
From as little as I can remember I was always the kid that would be singled out by the group and picked on, in responce and due to being a highly sensitive person I would react in extreme amounts of rage. That is until I got to high school where i realized that I was dealing with people in adult body’s with kid brains that could actually seriously hurt me, so I played along with the harassment or just did nothing. I’m sick of this notion that ignorant people and the media portrays that your weak if you get picked on and do nothing about it, that was me and I’m not weak, what’s weak is the person picking on someone for no reason (as if there would ever be a good reason, no). Well after graduation from high school I assumed I would be rid of the pain and mental anguish that I received at the hands and mouths of the bullies, nope, I found other apps where I was relentlessly trolled, thankfully not this one, but the trolling is almost more cowardly then in person. I’d like to rid the world of bullies and trolls they take up to much airspace. To this very minute I’m still suffering from the affects of trolls and bullies from my past.
#Antibullying #MentalHealth #ObsessiveCompulsiveDisorder #Anxiety #Agoraphobia #AnxietyAttacks #Depression #Pain #Sadness #sorrow #Sickness
When you've had a mentally crazy day, weeks, & month you document that ish. You let that vulnerability side shine. You educate ppl about how mental illness is different for everyone who battles that demon..
IT happened today. Anxiety attack IN my classroom. Thankfully, I knew it was about to happen so I called for one of my bosses to come in & let me go calm down. I'm usually pretty solid when my normal co-teachers are out but today had other plans. Did it get better after that mini break you wonder... absolutely NOT! That overwhelming feeling lingered til I clocked out. Trying anything & everything to stay calm for my students was a work within itself. They knew I wasn't myself.... and in all honesty, THAT broke my heart. Being told to "relax" was brutal. That is ONE phrase I HATE when I'm in this state of mind.
Once I got in my car, it's as if a weight was lifted off my shoulders & I just wanted to sprinkle some strength water on my cheeks & let it fall down, but I told myself NOT in work parking lot. The drive home was something, that's for sure. It was filled with meditation music on low & windows down. Did it help, one hundred percent.
Am I embarrassed that I had to ask for help, absolutely. Do I know it's okay to ask for help, especially when it involves my mental frame at work, absolutely... BUT, the way my anxiety works is, it feeds my brain shame. Embarrassment. Weakness. Guilt. All the negative energy possible.
Today, this post is dedicated to you. You're the real mvp. I have given you the towel for the rest of the night. You win. Tmrw tho, that's my day! The towel is mine!
If you've made it this far, thank you for listening. For anyone battling days like this, you're not the weakest link, remember that! There's always sunshine after the darkness. ALWAYS!!
We need to figure something out...