Alyson, The Girl Who Could

Alyson, The Girl Who Could
Showing posts with label mental health awareness. Show all posts
Showing posts with label mental health awareness. Show all posts

Sunday, September 3, 2023

This is Your Sign from a Semicolon Warrior

Semicolon on a Galaxy background with purple smoke as an accent on the left. On the right reads the words, "This is your sign a shooting star a satellite in space. That who you are is so much more than all your darkest days... This is Your Sign. - Citizen Soldier" and a watermark from More than Pixels Creations by Alyson R. Bate.




Starting National Suicide Prevention Month off with my favorite Citizen Soldier song! This is Your Sign is both uplifting and validating. It encourages you to keep holding on, while reassuring you that there will be times when no one understands you, and that's okay.

I don't know if I've ever addressed my username, semicolon_warrior, on this blog. I use it in a few places. The meaning comes from The Semicolon Project. When an author uses a semicolon it's when they could've ended a sentence, but chose to keep going. The sentence is your life, and the semicolon is your choice to keep going even when you don't feel like it ;

Your story isn't over yet. I hope you enjoy this song as your personal sign to keep going. It's not easy, and you may never have an aha! moment where everything feels better, but I hope you know that there are people who care, me included.


If you or someone you know is struggling with thoughts of ending their life, the new Suicide hotline is 988, which you can text or call.

Wednesday, March 1, 2023

Stop Shaming Self Harm

 ⚠Trigger Warning: The following post is all about self harm. I am not a trained professional, these are my own personal thoughts and experiences. If you're thinking of hurting yourself, please reach out to a mental health hotline, or your personal therapist or doctor for help.⚠


Today, March 1st, is Self Harm Awareness Awareness Day. A day dedicated to bringing light to a subject that is usually experienced in the dark. I'm sure those who have never experienced or thought about hurting themselves can't begin to imagine why someone would do it. 

So why do people self harm? It's complicated, and there's no straight answer.

    As someone who's gone through this, I'll at least address my experience. The most common response I've come up with for myself, and therapists, is that it helps me feel. Or, that it helps overwhelm other feelings that I don't want to feel anymore. Like the feeling that you're all alone, that no one cares, or that you have this monster inside that needs to get out to release you from your inner turmoil.
    For me, the most common reason I would SH is because I wanted to die. No, I have never attempted suicide, that's not what I mean. I wanted to die, and so to overwhelm that dark feeling I SH. In those moments, I needed an equally-powerful one to be louder and drown it out. There were times when I wanted to go outside in the middle of winter and lay in the snow only in my nightshirt just to feel something. But I didn't have the energy to move, so things that took less effort seemed more desirable.
    Over time, once I was out of my toxic marriage, had my mental health treated, and found a therapist that worked for me, the need decreased. My therapists helped me find alternatives to cutting.
A few that have actually worked have been:

  • Holding ice cubes in my hands until they melted completely
  • Drawing on my arms (with felt-tip markers to avoid injury)
  • Tensing my muscles as tight as they could before relaxing again
  • Invoking the "Dive Response" (this lowers your heart rate if you're cycling)
    Thankfully, I don't think I've self harmed in a year or so. I don't remember the last time I did. Personally, since I've had my ADHD treated, it's helped regulate my emotions. I've had the ability to think longer about solutions to my problems, and have been able to choose ones that don't hurt me. Have I thought about it? Absolutely, and I'm not ashamed to admit that. It's a normal impulse for someone with emotional dysregulation, especially when I'm at my lowest of lows. You wouldn't think that something like this could give you dopamine, but it does, and that's what feeds into doing it again.

    Everything I've addressed to this point has been about active self harm. Just like people can have active or passive suicidal thoughts, or be actively or passively aggressive, you can have active or passive forms of SH. Passive SH is complicated, and (as the term suggests) is much-less obvious. Things like not eating, not showering, not going outside, not going out with friends, not sleeping (actively trying to avoid it, not insomnia), skipping important appointments or meetings, and the opposite like over-eating, over-sleeping, inciting fights to damage relationships, etc. are all things that are passive SH, also referred to as self sabotage. They make your life so meaningless that it feels easier to let go.
    I know there are some, maybe one of you reading this, that may think "Why don't you just not do it?" To that I say, "I wish it was that simple." When I was in that place, I felt like I needed to do something or I would go crazy. Which is where, for me, my ADHD medication has helped me through it. But when my brain chemistry is so off that I can't think clear enough to control my emotions, like when I run out of medication, I'm more at risk to do it again.
    Think of it like when your foot falls asleep, and you're trying to shake it awake to bring feeling back. Except this is in your brain, so you can't physically "wake" it up to get the feeling to go away. For your foot, sure, you could wait for the feeling to come back slowly on its own. But how long is that going to take? And what are you going to do in the meantime? You can't use your foot if you can't feel it. Doing something like shaking to wake it up is going to hurt a bit, but it speeds up the process. That's how my brain feels about SH when I'm in my darkest thoughts. It makes me feel like I'm doing something.

    For those who know someone struggling with it, be careful not to control their choices. It can be tempting to take away the tools someone uses to harm themself, but if you do it in secret without talking to them about it, it'll make it worse. It's like putting a Band-Aid over an infection. You may not see it for a moment, but it'll fester and grow until it's even worse than before. They'll find better hiding spots, and be less likely to open up to you about it. 
    Be kind, and try to understand that they think that this is the best solution for them. Listen to what they have to say, and be prepared to compromise for something that will be both helpful and doable for them. SH is a form of addiction for those who have done it for awhile, and without their coping mechanisms, the likelihood that they could mortally wound themselves may increase if it's taken away suddenly. Don't try to "fix" them, work with them to find a solution they can live with.

    For those who struggle with it, I encourage you to put healthy coping mechanisms together while you're not cycling. Easier said than done, but I want you to be able to help yourself without hurting yourself. If you have a setback, take a deep breath and get a hold of your surroundings again. You are not a horrible person, no matter what the monster in your head tells you, and you can try to beat it later.

I don't know how to end this post, so here's a song from Citizen Soldier that encompasses that feeling.
Words That Don't Exist - Citizen Soldier <-- This will give you a warning about the content, since it is about self harm and suicide, but this is a song that has helped save my life. 💙
"I'll be here writing on my wrists all these words that don't exist."

One for those who have or are trying to come to terms with their past habits of self harm.
"I've learned without a doubt every mark that makes you feel worthless can give you a purpose."

Friday, March 29, 2019

Battling Depression & Anxiety on your Birthday

What it's like to have a mental illness on my birthday

If there's one day when everything is supposed to go right, it's your birthday. At least that's what well-wishers, social media platforms, & society itself have led us to think. Well, it doesn't work out like that when your mental illness seems to have missed the memo.


This year in particular, my depression chose to take a dip the day before my birthday, and chose to stick around rather than get better like I'd want it to. Everyone experiences depression differently and sometimes my depression can act completely different on two different days. For me my depression on the 28th, the day before my birthday, was crippling. I seemed to lose the ability to respond to any messages or texts all morning, and part of the afternoon. My body felt glued to my bed and the only times I was able to get out was when I needed to stop my dog from chewing something he wasn't supposed to. Before you worry about him, though, don't worry. Thankfully my sister is now living at home and was kind enough to feed him, let him outside, and watch him without me asking her to.

When my family would ask how I was doing, "Fine." What's wrong? "Nothing." Did I want to tell them what was going on? Absolutely I did. However, when dealing with depression it's very hard to convince yourself that your reasons for acting the way you are justified. In my case I feel useless, like I'm a burden, as if I can do better, that I'm being unreasonable and simply lazy. If you were to ask me if I would use any of these examples to describe others with mental illness I would say absolutely not. Many of us advocates for mental illness could be called hypocritical at times. The very things that we fight for for others convince us that we have no right to complain.

For the purpose of this blog, I'm going to layout what I'm going to call my victories and defeats on my birthday. Victories being things that did go right, or blessings I noticed on my birthday. Defeats being things that went wrong, or things my depression blew out of proportion as to how bad they were. I'm sure I'll miss things on both sides, but this is just a small snippet of what happened to make me feel the way I did.


Victories                                                                     Defeats

Got out of bed                                                                  Late to school
Car's gas was full                                                             Snowed night before
Family home                                                                    Car Bluetooth not connecting
Lunch with family                                                           Unable to concentrate on school
Loved                                                                                 Because of cold, ring didn't fit
Taken out to dinner                                                        BuJo for April not started
Big smiles from nephew                                                No real breakfast
                                                                                            Feeling exhausted as well as unproductive


My advice if this happens to you

Breathe.

It may seem like you have no reason to feel this way, but let me remind you that you do. If you're battling any sort of mental illness, of course your birthday may be less cheerful than past years. That's what depression does. No matter how strong your medicine is, you haven't seen a therapist in a year or just came out of an appointment, you live in a happy or toxic environment, you had a bottle of water or a full plate for breakfast, your wallet is full or empty, you've been officially diagnosed or not, or whatever other situations you're going through you're not always going to be happy. 

That's literally what depression does, it sucks your happiness out. For you fellow Harry Potter fans out there, remember that J.K. Rowling based dementors directly off of depression. For those of you who don't know what a dementor is, this is the definition: 
"Dementors are among the foulest creatures that walk this earth. They infest the darkest, filthiest places, they glory in decay and despair, they drain peace, hope, and happiness out of the air around them... Get too near a Dementor and every good feeling, every happy memory will be sucked out of you."
Dementors are the grim reapers of happiness.

Taken directly off the Pottermore website:


 Dementors

Remember that dementors are so effective that they can literally suck out your soul if they overpower you long enough. 

Don't let them suck out all your happiness. Listen to your favorite song, breathe deeply to refocus, go for a drive, draw a picture, go see a movie by yourself or with a friend, play an uplifting game, talk to a friend, watch funny cat/puppy videos, do anything to get yourself out of this state. This blog post is how I chose to channel all the emotions I was (and wasn't) feeling today. I hope this finds others like me that need help. Remember that chocolate always helps! (Or your equivalent if you can't have it.)