I have received many messages where people have mainly asked how I am.
I am okay.
I just worked on a piece on my stay at the depression clinic (in draft form). I really don’t see it as a psychiatric facility- it’s not as scary (as some gave described) and the tools in therapy they provide are relevant and necessary in every day day life. And yes, there’s control in medication administration.
But this environment is more relaxed.
Not like a holiday, because the sessions really bring a lot of old childhood and current wounds and traumas to the fore. Plus, in a ways you never thought one could discover them.
As mentioned in a session today: I feel safe here. With my feelings and issues and that my children will not live the childhood I did. I will be well enough to ensure they be aware and build boundaries to protect themselves.
Another thing mentioned in session today by a very anxious girl is that here, we don’t judge each other – this being specifically to our problems or issues. Here, we respect one another.
We understand one another even though we didn’t experience the same thing.
And as our OT said, could find positive, empowering things to say about one another, despite our depression and anxiety- so we are bigger than it.
I’m working hard. But I’m okay. That’s my answer to ALL for now
Quick joke: a nurse saw I wasn’t feeling too well and as I passed her by I heard heard her say, ‘trust yourself’.
‘How beautiful,’ but I doubted what I heard and took a few steps back. ‘Excuse me sister?’ I asked.
‘Trust your tablets. ‘