It is vital we are constantly fueling our bank of positivity! I get these inspirational quotes on my phone from 4TheCulture. 4TheCulture is an app I stumbled across and saw that it was promoting black history. From their app description it reads, 'It also focus(es) on Mental Health in the black community, financial literacy, and spiritual growth'. It sends these quotes from well-known black activists, poets, scientist, etc to my phone.
I love it and wanted to share it. Find what fuels you and keep it in front of you at all times. Take that one step to change that negative thought to a positive and see your day change! "When I dare to be powerful, to use my strength in the service of my vision, then it becomes less and less important whether I am afraid." - Audre Lorde @4theculture_now
I’m not one for long soppy post or over sharing your life shit to social media but this message is important to me.
At 19years old I hit a point in my mental health were I thought I wouldn’t come back from. I didn’t believe anything was wrong with me and crazy ups and downs were just apart of life... I read this 152 page book that changed my life. Life’s not easy and we all have our own trials and tribulations, personal, unique to us. But everyone has the power to change what they can on that day to find there own peace and strength. Take all your good and all your bad and OWN IT! Let it be yours and grow. The world is beautiful, people are beautiful and with kindness and love in our hearts any miracle is possible. “We live on a blue planet that circles around a ball of fire next to the moon that moves the sea, and you don’t believe in miracles?” .
The past week has made me think "you have to be kidding me", i have thought it was the bottom and it wasn't the bottom, this week has been the bottom and it's been so tough. No matter how many times my head tells me to give up I will not give in. I will fight every day, every dibble day, step by step I will fight to be who I am and where I want to be. I will find the rainbow from this storm 💛 #mentalhealthawareness#toughtimes#ithasntbeeneasy#fighter#keepfighting#strength#strongwomen ##rainbow
this morning didn’t go as planned (over slept, missed a yoga class) but i made it up to myself with breakfast on my porch in the sun. o and i signed myself up for the wild woman weekend retreat hosted by @vasutribe . a lot of what i am working through right now is a constant, underlying feeling of being in trouble. it’s deep seeded and something i’ve been experiencing for longer than i realized. it manifests in an inability to make a decision, inaction, serious anxiety, and the belief i have no future. so booking a trip for myself that is months away is huge. it’s me saying to myself, “you have a future and it is beautiful and you are worthy of it.” i’m sharing to stay transparent and to be vulnerable and to maybe make someone else feel less alone in their personal journey through self work. keep going, friends. we got this. ✌🏻🌱
“...the child must have a valuable thing which is called imagination. The child must have a secret world in which live things that never were. It is necessary that she believe. She must start out by believing in things not of this world. Then when the world becomes too ugly for living in, the child can reach back and live in her imagination... Only by having these things in my mind can I live beyond what I have to live for.”
Mental Health Month, Day 23: So much of what keeps me grounded in reality, in my day to day life, is the belief in things that are not yet real, or may not ever be. I think of so many of the kids I know--so many of the adults--that live lives unable to see past the possibilities of their office, their limitations, their front door and much of the time when I see their obstacles, burdens, and struggles I wonder how they manage to wake up and smile at all, much less dream.
Part of what makes me love the people I do is that they are constantly trying to expand the horizons, expand the possibilities, of those around them. I see things like this mobile library right next to a path through one of my favorite places, and sentimentality abounds. I think of how important it was to me in my darkest days to be provided with examples of a better future, templates for hope, foundations of dreams whether they come from a book, a poem, the brutality and resiliency of nature, or the words of a friend. .
There are so many things that go into forming and sustaining our demons, but so much of the battle of escaping addictions, abuse, anxieties, trauma, depression, and on and on is believing there is hope. Its having faith that the sun will rise, that bill won't always be outstanding, that a seasonal depression cycle will end in the spring, those dreams won't always wake you up, that you will find a tribe to accept you, that food won't always seem so repulsive, that your body won't feel alien, that your lovers will learn how to love--and even when faced with disappointment in hoping, still letting those people, those paintings, those places, those words, those things in that allow you to imagine a path to a better future.
How is it only Thursday?? I want my three day weekend now! •
#MentalHealthAwareness on Motivation •
Yeah.. this has been a long week and I don’t understand why. Probably because it started off rough. Then I saw Courage Wolf and I was like, shit I got this. Motivation is hard. Commitment and dedication and determination all sound so great, but sometimes giving ourselves the pep talk is hard. •
So, anecdote: I was on academic probation in undergrad, right? Most of you know that. I had to take this mandatory class as part of that probation; I ended up loving it. One exercise we did was to write a list of things you ‘have’ to do. Then, look at the list and rewrite it into a list of things you ‘want’ to do. And again, rewrite the list into things you want to do and ‘why.’ - So basically it’s like.
I have to go to work and finish an assignment. > I want to go to work to finish this assignment. > I want to go to work to finish this assignment so I can be less stressed about it and cross it off my list (and do a good job so I have a job and can keep making money). •
We have chores and errands and things we’re obligated to do... but try to think of the benefits of those everyday tasks. What you’re learning, how you’re growing, how you can improve, why you’re doing whatever it is you’re doing. •
The whole thing about “do what makes you happy” can literally be anything. Anything can make you feel happy or feel unhappy about it but you can change how you view it in your mind. Maybe it’s a trick, but it helps me to not drag my feet through things I need and want to accomplish. •
This has been a message from Courage Wolf and Monica.
Si me pierdo a mi misma…
If I lose myself...
How is it like to live with your disorder? “It feels like your life is black and white while everyone lives in color. It feel like anything and everything in life is pointless so no matter how hard you try it’ll be worthless in the end.” -
“I think it was more of a MDD episode. It persisted for about three months, but it was horrible. I cried everyday and felt a very deep inside agony.” -
“I have good days and bad days”
¿Cómo es vivir con tu trastorno? "Parece que tu vida es en blanco y negro, mientras que todos viven en color. Se siente que cualquier cosa y todo en la vida es inútil, así que no importa lo mucho que lo intentes, al final no valdrá nada "
- "Creo que fue más un episodio de MDD. Persistió durante unos tres meses, pero fue horrible. Lloré todos los días y sentí una profunda agonía en el fondo." -
"Tengo días buenos y días malos"
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In honor of Mental Health Awareness Month I would like to share that yesterday was the one year anniversary of me finally getting help for my anxiety and depression. I am so grateful for my awesome support system. The people that were there for me when I was really sick, the people that pushed me to get help, and the ones that still check on me now. It has not been easy but could not have made it this far without you. I am so fortunate to have such a strong support system because not everyone had that. It’s ok not to be ok but you have to talk about it❤️#itsokaynottobeokay#mentalhealthawareness#mentalhealthawarenessmonth#anxiety#depression
“You see the thing that will confirm your identity... and this leads to a Confirmation Bias Loop” This is the experience, where we essentially create our own reality based on things we read and most importantly these days, the sites we visit on the internet, where we can seek out and confirm only the things we want to believe, and then, based on your search algorithms, the internet will automatically reward you for being right in your belief by constantly delivering you just that information on a daily basis, hence the confirmation bias loop. It does bring up the concept of, “What is reality?” Which is very interesting. But for me, for my purpose, I bring this up only for awareness. I think it’s important to, 1) Don’t believe everything you read and see on the internet(like people’s self-worshipping Instagram or twitter feeds) and 2) Know that your opinion is just that. It’s your opinion. This is just a healthy thought I’ve been trying to remind myself about bc of the battles ive been fighting recently as a human being. After years of struggling , it recently became clear to me( after some therapy, a great podcast @armchairexppod and a visit to my MD) that I have clinical depression. It has been something I’ve had most of my adult life and really hit me hard in the last year because of personal issues I’ve had to deal with. But it’s going to be ok. I’m getting the help I need now and I’m really just not afraid to admit it, which was a problem for me before. And I feel like social media can be a dangerous place, for the users on both ends, bc more times than not the projection you’re seeing is not truth. But when you begin to accept it as such, it pollutes you to the core. But, for all my true friends out there, I want to thank you for dealing with my weirdness and moodiness and what have you, for all these years. I was doing the best I could, and thank you for standing by me. So in closing, let’s just try our best to love one another, really listen to what other people have to say and yes, be true to yourself, but all in good measure. ❤️🙏🏻❤️🙏🏻❤️ #sorryfortherant#thanksforlisteningifumadeitthisfar#mentalhealthawareness#emotionalwellbeing#truth
We've committed £500,000 to train 156 construction workers as mental health first aid instructors, improving the mental health and wellbeing of the British construction industry. The funding has been awarded to Building Mental Health - an industry initiative including @lendlease, @macegroup, @multiplexconstruction, Morgan Sindall and @laingorourke via our Flexible Fund. Building Mental Health will work with @mhfaengland and use the funding to deliver 13 bespoke MHFA instructor courses for construction, with each course taking up to 12 candidates. To become fully qualified, the instructors are then required to each deliver two MHFA courses that will in turn qualify on-site Mental Health First Aiders. The project’s objective is to have 156 construction MHFA instructors fully-trained and operating by September 2019, with a minimum of 2,500 on-site mental health first aiders to be trained by 2020. citb.co.uk/funding #CITB#CITBFunding#Construction#UKConstruction#BuildingMentalHealth#MentalHealth#MentalHealthAwareness
Instagram is such a creative place where the beauty of everyone’s lifestyle is captured in the most inspirational photography / videography✨
That’s why I love it...
But when it’s the first thing you view in the morning, afternoon & evening you can occasionally forget that it is simply a showreel of everyone’s highlights, subconsciously tricking yourself into believing that these highlights are actually reality. It can happen so quickly....
Sometimes you need to take a moment away from the highlights and immerse yourself in reality to really remember what real life feels like. So I did. took a short hiatus from Instagram to refresh myself... I felt the wind in my hair, the ice in my cocktail & the sun on my skin...completely plugged out... and boy do I feel great! .
I think it is amazing that health & fitness is a trend today, resulting in the majority of us taking care of our physical & visual well being. But our internal being is just as important. Our mental health needs to be nurtured and taken care of so I encourage everyone to have some plugged out ‘me’ time every now again ... that way you are always filled with internal & external health and happiness...
You’d be surprised how amazing you’ll feel! Try it 😉. .
I’ve posted a new you tube video discussing a little more about this... link in bio!
Stay blessed & beautiful xoxo
Photographer: @mariusconst.photography .
[TW Essstörung] Wie sagt man Tschüss für immer? Ich lerne es. Jemand sagt: "Ich glaube, du warst heute die Einzige, die mich nicht bemitleidet hat, als ich weinen musste und dafür wollte ich dir einfach nochmal danken." An den Autofenstern der Oberärzt*innen stecken Wir-kaufen-ihr-Auto-Schilder. Man kann sie auf den Parkplatz werfen oder in den Müll. Beim Mittagessen betont die Neue am Tisch mehrmals, dass sie sich in Kartoffeln wirklich reinlegen könnte. "In Kartoffeln könnte ich mich wirklich reinlegen.", sagt sie. "Willst du eine von mir?", fragt die Anorektikerin mir gegenüber und spießt, ohne eine Antwort abzuwarten, eine ihrer zwei Kartoffeln auf ihre Gabel auf. "Na!!", rufe ich über den Tisch und wundere mich selbst darüber, wie laut ich bin, wenn ich jemanden vor sich selbst beschützen will. Draußen vor dem Speisesaal sitzt der Typ mit dem motosapiens-T-Shirt in einem Sessel und snackt seine Tabletten weg wie geröstete Erdnüsse. Letzte Woche ist ihm ein Reh ins Motorrad gelaufen. Darum weint er noch immer. Um sein kaputtes Knie weint er nicht. Im Raucherpavillon hat irgendjemand sein von den Schwestern abgefülltes Dösschen Bepanthen in einem Aschenbecher entsorgt. Eine Patientin füllt eine Mindmap aus. Überschrift: "Wie kann ich mich wehren?" Jemand anderes schaut Witzvideos auf YouTube. "Verbal und nonverbal.", sage ich. Dann stehe ich auf und hole mir meine Astronautennahrung. Es stimmt, dass ich immer zur NASA wollte. #update#beautyfarmstories#thedaysaretough#anorexiefickdichinsknie#abouttoday#letstalkaboutmentalhealth#mentalhealthawareness#hospitaldiary#diewocheaufinstagram#igersgermany#vsco#vscocam
So I am not my diagnosis, my diagnosis is not the whole of me! People who know me, know that. Bipolar is shit sometimes but what really grates my boobies is when I see the word Bipolar being used in a derogatory manner. An example “That bitch be so bipolar”, “I am so crazy like bipolar” a few of the stupid memes I have seen thrown about. Bipolar affective disorder isn’t just been moody, or annoying, irritable.. it’s a whole host of serious mental health symptoms that can have quite devastating affects for the person effected and their loved ones. So next time you want to describe yourself, use an actual adjective rather than defamation of a mental health condition. Rant over. #mentalhealth#mentalhealthawareness#bipolar#bipolaraffectivedisorder#BPAD#mentalhealthmatters
are essential to me.
My bipolar brain tells me ENOUGH
and I have to stop
Even if I don’t feel like I’ve been busy
Resistance is futile.
Ignoring that shhhhhh is like declaring war on myself.
It’s a battle I won’t win,
So I’ve learnt to embrace the quiet,
sometimes it’s a day, sometimes a week.
And that’s OK.
Just Like That
I’m done with the quiet.
Today I’m smiling and ready to face the world. 🐯
Also I’m in love with the shadows on my little balcony.
It's Mental Health Awareness Week! ...at least it was - it was when Scott Hutchison of one of my favorite bands Frightened Rabbit took his own life - probably acting out the story of a song he'd written 10 years ago - 10 years ago when he had more hope.
I'm sad - I'm crying and angry and listening and trying to put into words what a life meant - what it meant to me - and - just - why - ... Why are we killing ourselves? Scott, Avicii, Chester Bennington, Chris Cornell... Is it just coincidence?
I'm terrified of the idea that creation costs - the Norman Mailer "Every one of my books has killed me a little more" construct - go watch the Elizabeth Gilbert Ted talk for a more eloquent explanation.
I loved Scot Hutchinson's music - I love Frightened Rabbit - I loved his voice - his Scottishness - the brutally honest lyricism matched with superlative sonics.
I've been afraid I could be Scott.
I've considered suicide - a couple of times - possibly more - but - thankfully - not for many years - (so - please - you don't need to call someone ;-) But I know this space - I know the Forth - I know the manic gulls and the drunken waves - I know the bridges and I know how I'd do it too.
I know the difference between putting things off for a day and a year and that will always give me hope - and yet - ...it still bloody got him.
I think ultimately what I'm trying to say is - Thank you.
Thank you Scott for what you created and what you put out into the world.
🌿I'm aware I'm batty, it's the lost bit I'm struggling with. As someone who struggles with anxiety what kept me focused was always having a goal or solid plan, but what happens now there isn't a specific end goal or plan? It's a year since I graduated uni and now I'm trying to find peace in my mental chaos! The thought of not having a plan terrified me initially, now I'm finding relief in it, it's an opportunity to explore, find out more about myself and what I want to do as well as taking on adventures! I read recently that anxiety and depression can be caused by an obsessive need to control the future. I realise that's what I was doing, now I'm excited to change my perspective, go with the flow and put less pressure on myself to have all the answers, I'm excited to see where this perspective will take me!✌️😊🌼
Dirasa sekarang perilaku bullying sudah tidak menutup kemungkinan terjadi di lingkungan kita berada.
Dan sebagaimana Islam adalah agama yang damai, pastinya menolak segala bentuk kekerasan baik fisik ataupun nonfisik (bullying).
Serta tentu saja dalam Islam, tidak mengajarkan perilaku bullying seperti penjelasan dalam firman Allah swt. pada surat Al Hujarat ayat 11 yang artinya : “ Hai orang - orang yang beriman, janganlah sekumpulan orang laki-laki merendahkan kumpulan yang lain, boleh jadi yang ditertawakan itu lebih baik dari mereka. Dan jangan pula suka sekumpulan perempuan merendahkan kumpulan lainnya, boleh jadi yang direndahkan itu lebih baik. Dan janganlah suka mencela dirimu sendiri dan jangan memanggil dengan gelaran yang mengandung ejekan. Seburuk-buruk panggilan adalah (panggilan) yang buruk sesudah iman dan barang siapa yang tidak bertaubat, maka mereka itulah orang-orang zalim”. #bullying#stopbullying#indonesia#damaiindonesiaku#peace#islam#muslim#depression#mentalhealthawareness
I am so inspired by the many brave people attending my class over the past five weeks. They are courageously learning how to conquer their anxiety and depression and it’s an honor to be on the journey with them.
‘Til Death Do Us Part (Pt.1)
Of A Metaphorical Friend 🖤 Do you have one?
My friend, she brings out the worst in me.
I try my best to keep her at bay and for the most part it works. Yet sometimes people encourage her to pop up and wreak havoc on my soul. They excite her. They ignite her. Then they blame me for the behavior she provokes. You don’t know me, leave her alone. It’s such a blow to the heart. At least by this point I thought you would’ve known.
My friend, she makes me want to explode. She’s the ringing in my ears, my distant look, the stiffness in my pose. She makes me feel like I’m stuck in a cage of air and I can’t even break out of it because the bars aren’t there. She makes the pressure rise in my chest, and my body shake and gasp for breath.
She leaves me restless, with no idea how to release the turmoil she builds in me. She makes my head bubble intensely, my thoughts to frantically tear at the stability of my mind. She’s a disturbance to my peace, and with her at my side I’m never at ease.
My friend likes to tell me lies. She tells me that everyone is out to get me and to stay away from their wandering eyes. She tells me of my imperfections and how they will make me stand out in a crowd: the ugliest, the stupidest, the lonely piece of trash. She tells me that going where there’s others is a mistake. She tells me not to bother because they’re not my friends, even though they said something nice the other day. She makes me shut myself up, isolate, and push people away. They don’t like me, that’s what she said. The only friend I have is her.
She keeps me from doing things by making me feel insecure. She makes me say I don’t want things when I do and she makes me stop liking things that I used to. She makes me not trust. She makes me lash out at the people around me because she leaves me defensive and irritable from her abuse. She’s the glare in my eyes, the upside down smile, the tears when I see you pass by. I love you, I swear. Sorry for acting like I don’t care. -continued-