Month: April 2018

Every Journey Begins With A First Step

by thrutheashesblog, posted in borderline personality disorder, bpd, journalism, Mental health, Mental Health recovery, ptsd, reporter, Writing Therapy

I've been finding a routine the last few days with L being gone to the Calgary Comic Expo. I have to admit that it has been quiet with her gone. However, I have managed to keep myself somewhat busy with odds and ends around the house, as well as working at our bookstore. When I … Continue reading Every Journey Begins With A First Step

Finding My Voice With My Writing.

by thrutheashesblog, posted in borderline personality disorder, bpd, Emergency medical services, ems, Fast cars, Ford Mustang, journalism, Mental health, Mental Health recovery, Mustang Life, reporter, Writing Therapy

Today was a significant improvement on yesterday, although that is still setting the bar fairly low. Today was spent trying to work through the mess I created yesterday, and on the road to Red Deer to see my psychologist, and grab a couple things. As for the mess I created yesterday, I took the Mustang … Continue reading Finding My Voice With My Writing.

One of those days…

by thrutheashesblog, posted in borderline personality disorder, bpd, Fast cars, Ford Mustang, Mental health, Mental Health recovery, Mustang Life, ptsd, suicide survivor, Uncategorized, Writing Therapy

Today, I am hanging on y my finger tips. My morning off started not great, and it hasn't helped my already unstable emotions that I have been having over the last several weeks. I had some weird dreams last night, and din't sleep all that well. I woke up feeling kind of spacey. Seeing as … Continue reading One of those days…

Time. My Nemisis.

by thrutheashesblog, posted in borderline personality disorder, bpd, Mental health, Mental Health recovery, ptsd, suicide survivor, Writing Therapy

Lately I have been tired. I've been struggling to find motivation to get moving in the mornings. I've been struggling to find my balance. Every day lately has been a game of "what kind of mood am I going to be in this morning?" I know that looking at things in the long term, I … Continue reading Time. My Nemisis.