July 03, 2008

I'll be gone for a few days, no, really, it's not you, it's me.

the digital camera is givin' up the ghost so we gotta get a new one


movin' the kids' beds before parents come to stay - they come to stay in two days


i haven't folded laundry in two weeks


the counter is covered with long green cylindrical objects AKA zucchini


someone called in desperate need of a ride- their car broke down- duty called I answered and when I got there duty told me it wasn't my turn to save the world


i need yoga. or a super duper banana split with giant chunks of hershey bar and 15 cherries on top (oh shut up- DH worked late last night and went early today, I owe it to myself to get fat...some more)


DH got me Indiana Jones Lego for Wii, 'we' kept it hidden from the munchkins so I could play all by myself for the first night...hee hee hee.. devious


oh that big party thingy tomorrow- sure we'll bring dessert and a salad and four children


so check out the check it outs, you know over there -------->

I shall return triumphant (or I'll just chuck those zucchini over the fence)

July 02, 2008

stuff

Momma robin in the dogwood tree. While putting groceries away I noticed her and Daddy feeding the little ones. They're right outside the kitchen window.

Jon haircut 016a


J. boy's new haircut. Isn't it amazing how a haircut makes kids look older and adults look younger? At least that's what I'm going with and yes, I get a haircut every 8 weeks.

Jon haircut 015

I'm enjoying this new gadget that DH gave me for the birthday.

Jar opener

Oh and from yesturday's post, I hope it goes without saying that I heartily endorse therapy. (goes without saying because I'm working towards becoming one) Trying to navigate depression, anxiety or any heavy mental issues without it is like traveling cross country without a map. You can do it but it will be alot more difficult and take alot longer. That said, IMO- Freud was a nutjob.

Freud_couch1

July 01, 2008

wisdom and charity

Psych 341 is officially complete! (And there was much rejoicing)

In the spirit of that course I wanted to post a few comments I left on another blog and add to it.

As I've mentioned before we are trying to help a family in our church with their struggles. They have many and helping them is... well a battle within ourselves also. Too often after serving them I feel upset, unsettled, even angry. I try to talk this out with DH but fear that too often it just comes across as complaining. I'm trying to sort out how I feel, why do I feel this way when I know serving this family is the right thing to do? There are so many factors involved I can't put my finger on just one as the whole cause. There are many factors at play.

One of those factors is very personal to me and only recently I became aware of how much it was effecting my attitude towards charity. In the past I've dealt with major depression and all the 'not fun' things that accompany it. Although my mental self care is high on my priority list as to prevent it's recurrence I outwardly have been denying it ever happened to me. I want to leave it in the past. But being with people who suffer from some of the same feelings, conflicts, struggles that I once did takes me back to my painful past.  

Most often we see ourselves unclearly, either better than we really are, or worse than we really are. The latter is applicable to depression. We can get into a 'shame spiral' where the realization of one bad action suddenly sends us reeling with thoughts of how horrid we are. This can be 'all or nothing' thinking, not accepting that we don't have to be completely perfect right now. Neither are we the definition of evil itself. We should all allow for grey areas in ourselves, as long as we are slowly advancing toward the goal.

For me, recognizing the downward spiral of thinking is the first step. Then I combat it by telling myself some of good things about myself (feels weird, but force yourself). Another helpful tool is to set a plan of attack - what I will do to prevent the bad behavior that precipitated it all from happening again. I can't change the past but look to the future knowing that because of the atonement of Christ doing what I can is enough. (I used to say doing my best was enough. But doing my best 24/7 is impossible. So some days I do my best more than others, but I keep trying.)

Also key for me: positive self-talk. Some of the things we say to ourselves in the privacy of our heads we would never utter to another human being. Yet we bombard ourselves with horrid thoughts of denegration at one of the people we are commanded to love- ourselves!


Just as the parable of the 10 virgins in the Bible relates, we cannot share our oil with those who have not provided their own. I cannot give my mental health to another. I've prayed, suffered, worked, learned, pushed, struggled and finally have found it. Now others have this struggle, but it is not mine. Although they may plead with me for relief from their emotional pains, I am not the one who can release them. It is not a thing so light that it can be given and taken. We must all work out our own salvation hand in hand with the Savior.

FiveWereWiseLG

Five Were Wise by Walter Rane

June 30, 2008

psych!

My personality psychology final is tomorrow.. so best not to post much today, I'd have tourette-like outbursts- "Cattell's Q-Data!" or "The phenomenological approach!" This is what the 'preparing for the final exam' section recommended I memorize: definitions, theorist names, relationships between variables, outcomes of studies, summaries of findings and also know all 308 chapter questions. That's all. Just that. No problem.

Psych

June 29, 2008

Spoon Theory

Physically today is not a good day. I had a week long break and now it's all back. Like I said before, it is hard to feel normal just to loose it quickly. Yesturday I went to the mall with friends, we found ourselves there unexpectedly and I wore heels, not high heels, but sturdy heels. My feet and knees hurt so much last night I had to alternately apply hot and cold water to them in the shower. Once again vanity goes out the window because really really I won't be wearing heels again.


Things change so much it is hard to know what my limits are. Steroids, pain relievers, no steroids, different pain meds, no meds, can't sleep from the insomnia side effect of pain meds or the other side effect, frequent urination. Fatigued but hard to nap because my heart is racing as another side effect from meds. I don't know which way is up, it is hard to understand myself, let alone someone else trying to interact with me. This is a good explanation of how things are on the worst days- Spoon Theory