Category: Emergency medical services

Knowing where I’ve been is helping me figure out where I’m going.

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Tonight, I am feeling tired, but somewhat recharged. Today was a quiet day. I spent some time poking around our local museum where a work bee was going on to get things ship shape again after the renovations. I got some writing done, and I got a workout in later in the afternoon, as I … Continue reading Knowing where I’ve been is helping me figure out where I’m going.

Tired in the now.

by thrutheashesblog, posted in ;, Acceptance, adaptability, Anxiety, Balancing Mental Illness, Belly of the beast, borderline personality disorder, bpd, contemplation, Contentment, Depression, Dogs, Emergency medical services, ems, END THE STIGMA, Fatigue, Fitness, Fuck Mental Illness, Habits, Hope, journalism, Making time for what's important, Mental health, Mental Health awareness, Mental Health recovery, Mental Illness Awareness, my story isn't over yet., Perspective, ptsd, reporter, Self-care, sheep dogs, Sports, Storms, Stress, suicide survivor, Uncategorized, Writing Therapy

The fatigue is sinking it's claws deeper and deeper into me. It's 9 p.m, as I write this and I am ready for bed. I just feel drained. As tired as I am feeling though, I'm not feeling the sense of hopelessness that typically accompanies such a soul sucking depletion of my core energy. I'm … Continue reading Tired in the now.

How anxiety changes my style of play.

by thrutheashesblog, posted in ;, Acceptance, adaptability, Anxiety, Balancing Mental Illness, Belly of the beast, borderline personality disorder, bpd, Colour spectrum, contemplation, DBT Skills, Depression, Emergency medical services, END THE STIGMA, Fatigue, Fuck Mental Illness, Goals, grief, Hope, journalism, learning new skills, Making time for what's important, Mental health, Mental Health awareness, Mental Health recovery, Mental Illness Awareness, my story isn't over yet., Perspective, Photography, ptsd, reporter, Self-care, sheep dogs, Stress, suicide survivor, Uncategorized, Writing Therapy

Considering how rough the last few months have been, I'm amazed that mentally I'm maintaining as well as I am. I've slowly been getting back into my workout regime, and things have slowly been leveling out. My anxiety has been peaked though, and I'm not sure why. My chest has been tight, I've been jumpy, … Continue reading How anxiety changes my style of play.

The sheepdog

by thrutheashesblog, posted in ;, Acceptance, Balancing Mental Illness, Belly of the beast, borderline personality disorder, bpd, DBT Skills, Depression, Dogs, Emergency medical services, ems, END THE STIGMA, Fatigue, Fuck Mental Illness, Furry Family, Goals, Hope, journalism, Mental health, Mental Health awareness, Mental Health recovery, Mental Illness Awareness, my story isn't over yet., ptsd, reporter, Self-care, sheep dogs, suicide survivor, Uncategorized, Writing Therapy

I'm enjoying a bit of a change of pace. This week has been slower than my last couple of weeks, although my Thursday and Friday are looking busy this week. It's a good thing though. I need to keep myself somewhat active. I need to keep my mind somewhat active. I just have to pace … Continue reading The sheepdog

I have no problem with stupid people, I just have issue when they drag me into their stupidity…

by thrutheashesblog, posted in ;, Acceptance, Balancing Mental Illness, Belly of the beast, borderline personality disorder, bpd, Depression, Emergency medical services, ems, END THE STIGMA, Fast cars, Fatigue, Fuck Mental Illness, journalism, Mental health, Mental Health awareness, Mental Health recovery, Mental Illness Awareness, my story isn't over yet., Old habits die hard, ptsd, reporter, Self-care, Stress, suicide survivor, Uncategorized, Writing Therapy

When will people bloody well learn that drinking and driving is not acceptable. Period. End of story. I realise that people can be idiots by nature, but it annoys me no end when they drag me in to the midst of their stupidity. Just after midnight last night, Lynn and I were in bed, and … Continue reading I have no problem with stupid people, I just have issue when they drag me into their stupidity…

Working on my photography

by thrutheashesblog, posted in ;, Balancing Mental Illness, Belly of the beast, borderline personality disorder, bpd, Emergency medical services, END THE STIGMA, Gaming, Hope, journalism, just for fun, Making time for what's important, Mental health, Mental Health awareness, Mental Health recovery, Mental Illness Awareness, my story isn't over yet., Perspective, Photography, ptsd, Red Dead Redemption 2, reporter, Self-care, suicide survivor, Uncategorized, Writing Therapy

Today was steady, if not overly busy. Ran a couple errands for the bookstore, checked out the town rummage sale, and managed to scoop up a couple of good deals, met a friend for lunch, then back to the rummage sale. I managed to get a good workout in this afternoon, finally incorporating the third … Continue reading Working on my photography

Finding company in the shadows.

by thrutheashesblog, posted in ;, Acceptance, Anxiety, Balancing Mental Illness, Belly of the beast, borderline personality disorder, bpd, contemplation, DBT Skills, Depression, Emergency medical services, ems, END THE STIGMA, Family, Fatigue, Fuck Mental Illness, grief, Habits, History, Hope, journalism, loss, Making time for what's important, Mental health, Mental Health awareness, Mental Health recovery, Mental Illness Awareness, my story isn't over yet., ptsd, reporter, Scars, Self-care, Storms, Stress, Suicidal Mind, suicide survivor, Uncategorized, Writing Therapy

Yesterday was long and exhausting. I attended a suicide, trauma and mindfulness in first responders workshop in Red Deer yesterday. It made for an early morning, as the all day event started at 0800, and concluded around 1630. It was definitely a worthwhile day. The speaker is someone who has lived with the trauma of … Continue reading Finding company in the shadows.