life

#party ….nope
#Guest ….nope
#dressup ….nope
#Orders ….nope
#drive ….nope
#Directions ….nope
#Late #home ….nope
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#rest ….YUP
#relax ….YUP
#Fun at #home …YUP
#Stayed inside….YUP
#Loved the day….YUP
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#Reality ….Fabulous #mentally #Healthy #Birthday without any
#Anxiety #PTSD #CPTSD #Depression #FinancialPain #worries #Guilt #Stress

Can someone tell me how long does the wilderness season last???😳! My Lord, I am existing through what seems like a prolonged season of weirdness. If I open Facebook, I have to close it, quick because I start wondering how others are living and traveling and celebrating great events as I am laboring to get through each day.

Very weird season. Prayers appreciated. And your shared experiences are welcomed, but without guidance on how I ‘should’ feel. Believe me, I have already received counsel, rumination, and offered internal therapy from my mind’s version of psychological professionalism…I canceled the sessions.😌!!! One thing I am aware of as a missing ingredient in my healthy living diet is a lack of fellowship and my inability to find a quiet place for an enjoyable sanctuary.

My new living environment doesn’t even have a local church sanctuary to sit in. Oh, and taking a walk somewhere is null. Gosh, I really miss the quiet cathedrals and abbeys I was able to visit after a short walk along a city’s street. This season’s rural living really lacks pedestrian retreat spaces. Heck, it lacks the ability to be a pedestrian. The back country roads offer the locals a place to exercises their car’s engines speeds without limits.😵‍💫. So I greatly miss the hallowed times of splendid respite retreats I often discovered in cool, quiet, and holy marble and wood adorned shelters I frequented during my time of living in a bustling city.

As my writing ends, I have found the wilderness I am strolling through. It is a deserted place of sought after friendships and beauty found in the unexpected places nestled in everyday bustling living spaces that become a retreat from the mundane aspect of routine life, which is now the most prized and coveted way of living in this rural place where I find myself now residing.😔

Following this group’s leader’s “Elephant in the Room” first topic, let’s discuss suicide…as a preventive approach to the act of ending one’s life.

Two deadly enemies: suicide and silence. When discussing suicide openly it then becomes exposed. However, when it remains hidden, it festers.

Silence fuels suicide.

And those of us, like myself, who suffer with suicidal ideation (thoughts) tend to fuel this way of thinking by dismissing the logic of sharing our pain with others because it is easier to convince ourselves that we will only bother them if we call, especially during a suicidal ideation attack.

The act of silencing ourselves and the act of not openly and publicly discussing suicidal thoughts thus fuels that dark way of thinking. But exposure to this (now) common issue—that MANY people are experiencing—allows us to freely express ourselves, in person, virtually, or on social media writing platforms.

Basically, how about if we vastly expose the reality of suicidal ideation so that those of us who suffer with these thoughts can freely say, “Hey, I am struggling with thoughts of ending my life” without any hesitation. Swiftly exposing those thoughts allow us to release the weight of those dark thoughts that govern our minds in the midst of the suicidal thought’s storm.

Honestly, which is easier to do: respond to the vulnerable suicidal ideation person who exposes their dark thoughts before the act, or posting an emoji on a Facebook post that informs the world that our friend took their life?

Let’s #Talk about #Suicide and that #MentalHealth issue so that our conversations become the preventative vaccination for the act of suicide. Too many people are giving in to this disease of the mind:

An estimated 703 000 people die by suicide worldwide each year. Over one in every 100 deaths (1.3%) in 2019 was the result of suicide. The global suicide rate is over twice as high among men than women
(https://www.iasp.info › WSPD
Global Suicide Statistics - IASP; 3.19.2024; 10:15PM (EDT)).

Let’s curb this grim statistic! I believe we can.

Let’s #Talk #Life , #TheMighty #Family , and make it common to discuss suicide, instead of wishing we only knew our friend or family member was silently struggling with ending their life.

#Depression #SuicidalIdeation #MentalHealth

#mental #Health #It #matters

#MentalHealth #Thank

I just discovered my membership in this group. So, here’s to the “little things” in life that bring me joy.

The photo shows a last minute Christmas present that was given to me because I lost my two cats, a few years ago. My friend knew how much I love cats. Nice! I truly enjoy this soft neck thingy, or whatever you call them. Hmmm? Neck message…er??? Ha! And the mug is a replacement china coffee cup after my older one suffered an accidently cracked and shattered handle.

Last week, in the midst of serious issues, I spontaneously stopped in a Marshall’s shop after buying mechanical items at a store next to the building for my new 2024 repeatedly broken older car. Geez! It has me on pins and needles EVERY TIME I drive. However, after going into Marshall’s due to my fear of trying to start my car, I found all of the mugs at the back of the store. I then noticed one tucked away on a bottom shelf. Once I pulled it out and away from all of the larger ceramic mugs, I lifted the tag on the bottom of the cup. To my absolute delight and surprise, the printing stated it was a “Bone China” mug. Wow!!! Call me crazy, but coffee in a china mug seems to have a more gorgeously purer taste, in my opinion.

So, here’s to the #littlethings!

#imagine your #Life as a #different person. Imagine that you do not have a #MentalHealth condition that affects your everyday life. Think about it. Would you really be #happier by being Not You? I do not think so.

#everybody has #Problems , this is a phrase we hear a lot. It seems to minimize your own issues and make it seem as though someone else's means more #severe than your own concerns.

We are #luckier than most but not as lucky as some. That's another phrase an ex boyfriend once told me. I believe it. I may be #struggling to make #sense of things, but it will not make me #stop #Trying to do the right thing.

What are your #Thoughts ?

#scream is something that would feel #good right now... But will it #help ?? I have been #struggling a lot and it has not been the #best #Feeling ever. Tonight I went over my recent #Events of #Life and thought that perhaps I had fell behind somehow.

I am #Trying to see what is #True !

What can I do to feel better about this #Job life? (And trying to find something more meaningful).

Please #helpme