relationships
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Is Electroconvulsive Therapy worth it?
My Experience With ECT at AABBHH I’ll start by saying this: Whatever you have seen relating to ECT on television or in movies is inaccurate. And they usually showcase a character going through tremendous amounts of pain during their procedure. That was nowhere near my experience. The truth is that…
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A Letter To My Friends and/or Family…
Damn. You found me. Sorry! I didn’t mean to sound so disappointed! But I sincerely am because if you were to read what I’ve written so far (I mean ALL OF IT) and you compare that to our interactions- you might think “Oh, she’s a big fat liar”. But: No,…
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My Relationship with Emotions
It’s been a hot mess, y’all! Today I saw my DBT therapist and I explained that I’ve been tracking my mood in the tracker she gave me. I showed her the sheet and we both recognized that I’ve been feeling manic-y. So instead of teaching me about Distress Tolerance like…
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I COULDN’T TAKE IT ANYMORE!
So I said what everyone was thinking… I did something very impulsive and inconsiderate… but to be frank, not as inconsiderate as what someone else was doing. I won’t explain who this person was so let’s just call him “Ben”. So, some brief background on the problem was that “Ben”…
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“Alone At Last”
A Short Story by Nancy George White was living a secluded life in the United Kingdom of Great Britain. He was attending a police academy to become a police officer and besides that, not much would occupy his mind. That is until something inconceivable happened. Although George lived a solitary…
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What it’s like to have BPD
In my life… I always figured I was different and that’s just how life worked. I didn’t categorize/classify my personality as a “disorder”. But I knew something was off about me. For example: when kids wanted to play games during recess, it was very difficult for me to articulate what…
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This “slut” is self-aware.
What Now? I remember having really toxic friends in high school and in the very beginning of community college. It was a very frustrating time for me because I wanted friends so badly that I put up with a lot of bullying. They would call it “roasting” but I knew…
Foolishly Happy 