Originally Published: October 9th, 2019 Back in 2015, I experienced multiple horrible events while working at a public school in Halifax. The summer of that year, I moved to the State of Qatar. Four years later, I moved back to Nova Scotia, and I have returned to work within this same public school system. But,…
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Embracing 50: Decoding My Diagnosis: Navigating Mental Health Challenges
As my 56th birthday approaches, I’ve decided to repost blogs about past birthdays. I wrote Embracing 50: Decoding My Diagnosis: Navigating Mental Health Challenges on March 26th, 2019 while we were living in Doha, Qatar. Rereading this blog reflects an important truth for me: I can’t advocate enough the importance of a proper mental health diagnosis. My…
55 Rules For Love – Rule #14 – Leave The Past Where It Belongs
Originally published: March 1st, 2020 Our past is a matrix of who we are in this moment. If we’ve learned from it, our past experiences provides us with knowledge and wisdom as we navigate today. Or, we can choose to stay stuck in our past, like tires spinning in the sand, going nowhere. Introduction I…
Living With Borderline Personality Disorder – Introduction to Symptoms & Causes
Mixed Emotions and Foggy Brain I’m 6 days into my diagnosis of Borderline Personality Disorder (BPD) and Histrionic Personality Disorder (HPD). As of right now, it seems my therapist is focusing on BPD. I do not know very much about HPD, yet. I’ve the good fortune of a Monday snow day, turning the regular 2-day…
Forget Everything I’ve Said – I’ve Borderline Personality Disorder & Histrionic Personality Disorder
The Beginning of a New Journey February 9th, 2022. Diagnosis day, again. Last diagnosis days were over 20 years ago. This included four different diagnosis by experts – four different opinions on why I was the way I was. I’m over 20 years of living with a brain I somehow knew wasn’t operating properly. As…
Trauma, Flashbacks and Dissociative Disorders
I want to write. I want to express. I have so much I want to say. I don’t know where to start. It has been a while. The heart is an interesting thing. Not the heart – the muscle that keeps me alive. The emotional heart. Maybe, more correctly, the emotional body – how much…
Phoenix Rising From A Restorative Circle
This tattoo was born out of freedom. Freedom manifested from having space. Space to hear my inner voice more clearly while spending 2 months (and continuing), in solitude on the West Coast of Canada, on Vancouver Island. We all carry pain. Healing from this pain takes the courage to step into it, give this pain…