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Hello new members and so excited you joined 'A Safe Sapce'! My name is Kate and I'm a part of the Morning Chaos System. We are an OSDD system, and we may do alter intros at some point. Super excited you've joined, so enjoy!

#osdd #DID #newmembers #SafeSpace #Anxiety #Autism #ASD #SH #SuicidalIdeation #Bettertogether

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Running Down The Mountain

Sometimes it feels like we are running so fast we can't catch up to ourselves. Kind of like when you see the video is of a vehicle sliding on the ice and the back of the vehicle spinning around to the front out of control.

There was a time when I was 15 years old I went on holidays with my aunt and uncle into the mountains of British Columbia. we were climbing up a mountain, there is a formation of Spires or pointy rocks that were sticking out and you could go around these but there is a drop off about 6 feet and I decided to jump it. I did not realize what a bad idea this was until I was running down the mountain and I felt like my legs were just touched the mountain and jerked behind me I was going so fast. Eventually I just kind of sat down and started grabbing onto whatever I could and I pulled the tree right out small tree but nonetheless I pulled the tree right out and grabbed onto another small tree and eventually stopped myself and I was so scared I couldn't move. Things were spinning out of control so fast in my mind and my body wouldn't move, it was like I was paralyzed. I went for a moving so fast to not being able to move at all. That was many moons ago. I can still feel that tingly feeling inside of me from that exact same day. It changed my mental health, it changed my view of fear, a fear that never left.

Sometimes when life gets like that we just need to slow down. We need to learn to recognize that life is spinning out of control sometimes and we are maybe running too fast for what we are capable of in this season. Life isn't a race, we are all different, on a different journey, at a different speed. So going forward let's try let's try real hard to slow our pace slower life down to something we can handle, something we can manage, something that doesn't put us in a box where we're more likely to spiral. There is no need to crash land every time things get running out of control every time we struggle every time our mental health waivers which it will. There's no need to hurt ourselves, there's no need to take unnecessary jumps, but don't be afraid to take the necessary jumps or the necessary steps.

Each of us are on our own mental health journey unique interesting beautiful, how cool would it be if we could learn from each other instead of comparing or feeling less than, to be encouraged to lifted up from others stories and victories. To use others journeys as a form of accountability to our own mental health journey back to health. Learn, adapt, be open to change, and you/I will change. Fact.

#MentalHealth #Anxiety #Depression #Healing #change #beardformentalhealth #gethealthy #stayhealthy #restored #newperson #notalone #Trauma #PTSD #Bettertogether


Day 7: Walking Away From a Toxic Person

Last Saturday I decided I wouldn’t call ‘this person’ first bc things have been kind of rough lately and I always make the first contact. Sunday night I sent him a text that said: You are a jerk. ((Yeah, childish I know)). I hadn’t heard from him in over 24 hours. We talk multiple times everyday usually.
Backstory: We were living together for 3 years, I’ve known him for 13... but we were never romantically involved until the last 3 when I found out he was separated. The last 2 years he’s had problems getting his divorce finalized, and I’m pretty sure it’s 80% him not doing what he needs to at this point.
So. Fast fwd to yesterday: Still nothing. No call. My blood began boiling yesterday and I called him asking him what the deal was. He said he’s been sick, went into the hospital, and has been out for 2 days. He got crazy defensive, told me I hurt his feelings w my ‘jerk’ text and he was giving me space.
It was the last straw. I’m tired of the games. I’m tired of him buying me things instead of acting on his words. I’m tired of the ‘I’m sorrys’. I’m trying to choose me. Maybe I was childish for the text, but if he was sick enough to be admitted to the hospital and he loves me as he says he does he should have let me know. I told him I hope he does well with his future and hung up.
It’s so hard for me to let ppl go. Especially a man I admired for so long. As someone with an abusive father it’s sad bc I’ve never known positive love from a man. My step father was the only positive male influence I’ve ever had in my life and he passed away. I didn’t realize how much he meant to me until he was gone. Right now, I’m hoping I can manage my #BipolarDepression without hypersexuality and extreme highs and lows trying to leave ‘this person’ alone. It’s so hard to leave him alone.
#mentalhealthmatters #Bettertogether #CheckInWithMe #TheSecretLifeOfTheManicDepressive #Hypersexuality


Rare Disease Advocacy & Collaborating

Yesterday I spent the day on Capitol Hill with rare disease advocates from my state, as part of Rare Disease Legislative Advocacy week through Every Life Foundation. I have been part of the rare disease community since birth, and have a rare disease that has a strong organizing body. As a result, I wasn’t fully aware of the collective voices of so many others that have done tremendous work that I have benefitted from. Illness isn’t limited to certain communities; it crosses a diversity of racial, ethnic, political, religious and socioeconomic boundaries. We all do so much better when we work collaboratively on solutions that benefit all without focusing on our differences. #Bettertogether #RareDisease #Showyourstripes

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