Today I told my therapist I was interested in trying out antidepressants. This has been something that’s come to my mind every now and then in past; but more recently, I’ve given it some more thought, and I’ve become more and more open to giving it a shot.
The feedback received from my significant other and my therapist has been more than positive, and I can’t thank them enough for being here for me during this time in my life.
I know that for some (like myself), this topic can be a bit tough to finally come out and have a conversation about. But the relief... the relief of anxiety and concern and confusion that come from finally getting the topic up and out in the air? It’s amazing... it’s freeing... and it is a start of a new experience.
I've had an increase in anxiety lately. I'm pretty intuitive when it comes to my triggers and the only thing that really stands out to me is that my children have reached the age I was when I told my parents I was being abused by my grandfather.
I haven't been to therapy since I was a teen, but I have already spoken to my doctor and got a referral for their in house counselor. So, really what I need while waiting for that first appointment is to know that I'm not alone in this thought process. #Anxiety #Parenthood #abusesurvivor #Mamabear
This has been mulling on my heart for awhile, so I thought I would pose this to all the parents out there.
Imagine you are taking your child to the park or movie theater or someplace special. Your child is so excited to go and has been anticipating this for awhile, but when you get there there is no safe space for your car to park so you can get your child out safely. Most people in the parking spaces are not even getting out of their cars, they are just sitting on their phone. You ask if they can move so you can take your child in but you are sneered at, insulted, and even told “I’m not parking.” Some even make snide remarks towards your child. You leave to go home and your child cries.
Imagine this scenario happening everywhere you go, even at your child’s school which is supposed to be a safe place for your child. Either without a tag, with an expired tag, or using someone else’s tag. Handicapped spaces being used “just for a minute” or used just because they think they have a right means that people who need those spaces don’t have a safe place to get their child out of the car. I’ve honestly been shocked and appalled by some of the attitudes I’ve encountered. When you say something parents are saying “I’m not parking” or getting nasty or acting like you have the right to be there unless the cop is there monitoring those spaces. Imagine the example you are setting for your child in how they may treat their peers with disabilities. Especially when your child has a disability that hinders their ability to walk or like my child who uses a wheelchair the only safe place is a handicapped space and we are often cut off by those who are not using those spaces appropriately. I’ve noticed that no one takes the “reserved for ____ family spaces” at schools but the handicapped spaces are used all the time for parking, drop off, running your child’s lunch in, etc and then we are stuck waiting for the space to open up and then end up being late to school or blocked from attending somewhere.
When you have a child with a disability or you are an adult with a disability, often your only options for accessing places are the 1-3 handicapped spaces available. Those with wheelchair vans often have only one choice and that is the “wheelchair van accessible” spaces and sometimes there is only one of those. Often times those spaces are blocked by regular cars or by people sitting on their phones. At school regular parents have multiple options for getting their kids to school they can use the kiss and go line, they can park and walk in. Other places there are multiple parking options for those without disabilities. We have one option. You shouldn't need police there monitoring handicapped spaces or cones blocking them from being used during school pickup. You should be able to just do the right thing and leave those spaces for those who need them.#Mamabear #HandicappedParking #InclusionAndSpecialNeeds
What I learned on B and I’s outing tonight.
* Pushing him in a wheelchair is a complete body workout.
* Sidewalks in bad condition need repaired/replaced. Sidewalks with areas of broken concrete, or areas where tree roots have pushed up a section at a seam are very difficult to navigate.
* Handicap doors - the ones you push the pad to open automatically - need to remain open 15 seconds longer.
* The ‘ramps’ to cross the street need to be at less of an incline. The footboards scrape, making it impossible to go down them forward. The anti-tip bars make it hard to go down them backwards.
* You have to walk like a penguin when pushing a chair with anti-tip bars.
* Or, anti-tip bars need to have a cover on them so you don’t crack open your ankles hitting the interior and exterior screws. I busted open both ankles. One while walking, one while turning him around to go backwards down a ramp. Lovely.
* People are (in our experience tonight ) generally not respectful of one’s needs in a wheelchair. For instance, rushing ahead of us to go through a door - not to hold it for us, but because they didn’t want to wait for us to maneuver to get through it.
Hold doors, smile, say hi, and teach your children to do the same. Please.