TRiGGER wARNiNG - BEHAvioURs mENTioNED
Every time I sit down and write a journal, I tell myself that I am going to start doing it more often so that I don't have to write so much each …
Just me. Living with my parents again (for some reason) and not liking it - bad choice. I have many struggles and not one day goes by that I am not dealing with each and every one of them. I am very lucky to have the friends that I do and the support of Warren (my psychologist), the most incredible guy ever. I'm just hoping I can find and offer support on here as I take back my life from those things that have been controlling me for too long. It's time!
Just me. Living with my parents again (for some reason) and not liking it - bad choice. I have many struggles and not one day goes by that I am not dealing with each and every one of them. I am very lucky to have the friends that I do and the support of Warren (my psychologist), the most incredible guy ever. I'm just hoping I can find and offer support on here as I take back my life from those things that have been controlling me for too long. It's time!
The one thing I enjoy more than anything is being with my horses. They are truly the best therapy for me. I also enjoy playing baseball, swimming, running, hockey and photography.
The one thing I enjoy more than anything is being with my horses. They are truly the best therapy for
Every time I sit down and write a journal, I tell myself that I am going to start doing it more often so that I don't have to write so much each …
What? Just Good Bye? No last journal entry? Just POOF? That's no fair!
Hello! Just yankin your chain!
Hey girl...just wanted to say "hey" to my special friend....all the way up in Canada!
That's Ok Hun! Looking forward to it.
Talk Woman!
I have been battling Bulimia and a form of Anorexia since I was about 19. I have a lot of issues around my self image and self esteem, as well as issues I need to deal with from my past that I am not sure I am ready for yet.
I have been battling depression since I was 13. It has been an on and off thing for a few years but just recently it has been hitting me really hard, especially now that I am battling Bulimia.
My grandparents are my world because I have always been closer to them than my parents. I lost my grandfather a year ago and just recently lost my grandmother as well, to cancer. I miss them more than anything and my heart hurts every day. I don't know what I will do without them. They have always been the ones to keep me going, so supportive of everything that I do.
My mind is constantly going all the time, no rest for the weary. If I do sleep at night, it is never relaxed. I am usually more exhausted when I have slept. I find it so hard to function at times.
While I was growing up I battled with my Dad (got smacked around) on a daily basis and was constantly having to break up fights between him and my younger brother. The physical abuse has stopped now but I cannot seem to get away from the verbal/emotional abuse. It has torn me apart.
I grew up dealing with my Dads anger issues and short temper. My worst fear now is that I am becoming like him. The thing that I have problems with is 'misplaced anger.' Most of my anger is because I am mad at myself, but I never get mad at me, I get angry at others and take it all out on them because I don't want to admit to being wrong.
I only cut myself when I don't have time to beat the shit out of myself. I have broken my own arm twice.
I was just diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder recently. I don't like being labeled and have a hard time believing or admitting that this is my problem.
Didn't start having panic attacks until about 2 years ago. I started getting shaky and can sometimes hyperventilate. Sometimes I don't even notice how bad I am and pass out before I notice there is something wrong. My Mom is really good at noticing, when I get restless and will get me an ativan.
I played rep fastball through highschool, for school and my community. I played catcher and shortstop positions. In one of my community playoff games, a girl slid into me at home plate and hit my knee, hyperextending it. It tore my ACL and Medial Meniscus. The worst part about it, is that the injury blew a scholarship for me to the USA. I've never forgot it and I hate not being able to play anymore!
Been mucking stalls in horse barns for over 12 years. Eventually couldn't hold onto a pitch fork anymore.
I was raped by a resident advisor at the college I was attending.
Was diagnosed with it about a year ago. It's painful and irritating.
I grind and clench constantly, mostly in my sleep, but notice it more during the day now due to stress.