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Resilience
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18 years of PTSD
18 years of PTSD – I cry with love and with loss, shame and guilt, anger and sadness. I scream silently. For 18 years I’ve been telling people I’m fine.
“Normal” is in the Eye of the Beholder
So what if we have strange ways of experiencing the world? We are unique. Not only that, but this difference makes us very important to humanity.
The first night – Pain and despair
The screams would haunt the rest of her life. After the first night, she would hide her feelings, the scars she made on her body, the pain and despair.
Surviving Treatment
The little girl in my terrifying visions was me. I was not insane – my mind had found a wonderful way to protect itself from childhood trauma.
What I want you to know
I suffered trauma and abandonment, and now have Borderline Personality Disorder. This is the most misunderstood and stigmatised mental illness ever!
Little Girl Lost – The Inner Child in BPD
They say you have to talk to your inner child in BPD, console her, but I don’t want to remember the times I was hurt, rejected, abandoned, and abused.
The Worst Days in a BPD life
I had a bad day yesterday… no, scrap that, I had one of the most awful, unbearable, worst days EVER yesterday! How did I survive?
What we can learn from the Thai cave rescue
The Thai community showed understanding, respect, support and empathy. We can learn from all of this, and it is essential that we do so.
‘I’m Glad it Didn’t Work’ – When Not to Believe a Suicide Survivor
I told the hospital psychiatrist, ‘I’m fine, I’m glad it didn’t work’, even forcing a smile. I was lying. Luckily, I was sent to a secure psychiatric unit.
The Trauma of Suicide
Our loved ones did not die of ‘suicide’, or the methods that the Press should be ashamed of reporting. They died of mental illness, and we need parity.
Stigma, a Mark of Disgrace
Mental health still carries a mark of disgrace. You can’t talk about it without some people judging. It’s time to stop judging and start accepting.