A public journal on my personal journey with Mental Health.


A little about me:

I’m a self-awareness advocate that believes in sharing my own stories as a way to raise awareness. Although “high functioning,” I have been officially diagnosed with C-PTSD, depression, severe panic & anxiety disorder, Trichotillomania, ADHD/ADD, mild OCD, and Vocal Disorder (a comprehensive learning disability). Though most people never notice anything different. I do not look disabled. I have had many years to cope with my disorders/disabilities and learned ways to live life despite them.

Writing is one of my coping mechanisms; the poetry side of it is mainly used when I’m in a dark place which is why my work can be so trigger-some. Another coping mechanisms is creating art, so I became a graphic designer and that’s a reason I’m able to stay “high functioning,” because I found a way to make my life not seep into my work. My Service Dog, Kiba, is also a huge help. I used to be very involved in Disability Awareness and advocacy, but since college…It’s really just been social media venting.

I had an (probably stupid) idea of making a public diary/journal. Maybe there is another person out there feeling the same or similar, but on the off chance they read this they’ll know they aren’t alone. That’s all anyone needs: a reminder, some perspective. So, this is my story; my journey.

The picture above is my affirmation list. It is a group of saying that I say to myself when I am having an episode. It reads: “I am safe, now. I am in control of my thoughts, my words, and my life. I deserve love and support. I am enough. My courage…

The picture above is my affirmation list. It is a group of saying that I say to myself when I am having an episode. It reads: “I am safe, now. I am in control of my thoughts, my words, and my life. I deserve love and support. I am enough. My courage is stronger than my fear. I am in control. I am worthy of respect. I am becoming a better version of myself one day at a time. Radiate courage! I will not worry with what I can’t control. I release shock, fear, grief, trauma, terror, and my guilt. I release the tension, the pain, and the isolation. I AM NOT ALONE. I deserve to heal.”

I hope to keep sharing it with you.

 

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Though I am not a professional by any means - if you need someone to talk to, please reach out to me.
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