We all have our own strengths and weaknesses. But no one can deny that having certain mental differences from others presents unique challenges in our lives. In The Life Olympics – Part 1, we began by opening discussion about how our differences present difficulties developing and maintaining friendships.
In this installation, I would like explore relationships. Continue reading
It might also be good to do an Amber Alert or a televised fundraiser when you find that you’ve lost not your physical ability to speak, just your will to make the process work. The air still seems to reliably comes out of the lungs, through the trachea and into the trusty larynx. Unless you really DO get stricken with laryngitis at that very moment, your vocal folds will vibrate, holding the air hostage (don’t worry, negotiations are always quick) and then releasing it into the pharynx. Each little breath is like the seedling of a sound wave. Finally, this air, that has been traveling all the way from your lungs, and was even briefly kidnapped along the way, shakes off its PTSD from the arduous journey and it leaves your mouth as the sound of your beautiful, musical voice (unless you’re from Queens, no offense). Continue reading
From the time I was young, I always knew that I had certain strengths and weaknesses. This is true for everyone. Personally, I’m no good at math, but I’m very strong in the creative arts. I am a born procrastinator, but I’ve never failed to meet a deadline without good cause. I’m always early for everything, even though I rush out the door as a disorganized mess.
However, I recognized that certain things in life were more difficult for me than for others. I would ask questions like, “Why is it so difficult for me to make and keep friends? and “Why does it seem like certain daily activities are more difficult for me and not for others?”. Continue reading
Yes, everyone. It’s me. Again. Ruby had to jet off to paradise and I promised her I’d pick up the slack while she was away. Lucky you. 😉
The title of this post may seem a bit odd, or at least it will after you read on and realize that I am not being facetious or sarcastic with it. Continue reading
Any of you reading this possessing a basic grasp of the English language understand the meaning of the word “trigger.” Like the mechanism with the same name on a gun, when you a hit a trigger with someone you will cause a reaction in them. It may be major or it may be minor, it may make sense and it may not, you may bear the full force of it, or you may never even be the wiser. Continue reading
This is my first post for Canvass of the Mind. Big ‘hello’ to the community and a big ‘thanks’ for inviting me to blog!
When Ruby Tuesday told me one of the themes of this blog is to explore how each one of us handles Bipolar differently, I jumped right onboard. I’m looking forward to sharing experiences with everyone. Cheers! Continue reading
That is the question.
One of the nice things about having voices across the spectrum, people who have roles in all walks of life – personal and professional – is that we can really get some different input and perspective on the question about being open with our mental health diagnoses. Is it so wrong to hide it from people? Continue reading
So it seems that this is my latest trigger for panic. Being online. My initial thought was that I took on too much too quickly, but even just cruising news stories, which I used to love to do, makes me want to swallow high doses of Xanax.
Still I blame PTSD. Does it make sense in any way? Not especially. Does anything about PTSD make sense in any way? Not lately, not in my life. Continue reading