Woke up exhasted

Woke up exhausted.

Today, I woke up exhausted!

Today as my feet hit the floor, it didn’t take long to realize that I woke up exhausted. Partially because this is how I always wake up. Even on that super rare occasion when I sleep well, I’m still plagued with this chronic and very disappointing tired.

This morning however, it feels like I am done, the tank is on empty. No wonder! With my life in such upheaval at the moment; it is imperative that I get a break. I feel mental illnesses’ intensity, worse than ever. For this reason, I NEED to find a peaceful, low stimulus environment.

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Woke up exhausted
Woke up exhausted.

You know, the damnedest thing about it all is? As of late, whether its good emotion or bad, the result is still the same. Like that of the fuel being burnt in a supercar going at top speed, I quickly expend every ounce of energy I have just trying to navigate through the day.

The good news? Is, I know for certain that I’ve exceeded what I am capable of doing. Therefore, I know for certain that I can do no more. At least until I get a break. Reboot his old bugger.

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Perhaps frustratingly so, today, we humans are not very good at understanding that we are not designed to be perpetual motion machines. Far from it In fact. We are programmed for rest, as are most animals on earth. Basically, we just can’t keep going and going and going. Yet despite the fact that, on some level, we know this, we push on and on and on.

The results? Burnout or worse. Mental neglect can make us m more susceptible to not only physical illness, but also mental illness too. The longer we go, the harder we push, the greater the odds of illness.

How to minimize burnout

Simple right? Wrong! At least for many of us. Without tending to our own needs, listening and responded appropriately to ourselves; we end up in a world of mental trouble. Take me for example, ignoring and pushing forward against my troubles, led me to where I am today; sitting in the parking lot waiting for my psychologist appointment full of PTSD. I have shut and succumb to my refusal to slow down as of late. Sometimes, like one with a physical ailment, once I start to feel better, I push too hard. Yes, with PTSD, there is a price to pay for doing too much.

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This is precisely why I woke up exhausted this morning. Despite having a great sleep, my head feels like a fifty pound kettle bell and my mind is full of mental carbon and angst.

The way I figure it, this tired and foggy disposition will be part of my reality for the foreseeable future. So, if that’s the case, I must accept it and live within its parameters. I will simply work on self-improvement on the days I am able and fight my way through the exhaustion…. You keep going too, ok?

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Out promoting Lemonade Stand Vol 3. 20 authors tell their story, that of PTSD as a result of serving in the military and or emergency services.

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Lemonade Stand: Vol III was written to help combat the stigma that often accompanies mental illness, best of all, it attempts to give all you served their countries and communities a voice… Which is amazing!

Lemonade Stand Vol III

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Walking towards the sirens
The sound of sirens, shatter the beauty all around me but today, …
Leave me the f*** alone!”
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Unsurmountable odds.
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Walking Towards The Sirens

Walking towards the sirens

Walking Towards The Sirens.

As of late I have been in worse mental shape than I have been in years. While the source of this mental pain remains somewhat unknown to me, I can only guess that is an accumulation of the s*** storm that has been my life quite some time.

With that said, I am still trying to make every effort to plow my way through the pain; a pain that weighs as heavy as lead. One of my solutions for this morning was to find a beautiful trail and walk it, giving nature my full attention. October is a beautiful time of year in Nova Scotia. The leaves are set ablaze with vibrant reds beautiful yellows. On this trail, the trees and their brilliant colours, lined both sides of the gravel pathway. I was fortunate to lay my eyes on a blue herring on my travels.

Benefits of walking in nature

While attempting to write the ship, so I can carry on with a good day, off in the distance sirens broke the beauty that surrounded me and sent a chill a fear tingling down my spine. Impossible to remain in the now.

But somehow, I mustered up the strength to walk towards the sirens and carry on with my objective. A feeling that is ever more vindicating, to keep moving forward despite the piercing and dominating whail of the sirens.

You see, in order so that you may have some semblance of a normal life, you must keep walking towards the sirens, head held up high and determination in your heart. Are you going to be able to summon the strength every day, every time? Not likely. Is this a sign that you are losing the battle? Absolutely not!

landscape photo of pathway between green leaf trees
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The Importance of Self-care

It’s normal with PTSD that in one instance you will be able to walk towards the sirens; whist others, you will turn and run. Furthermore, it may take you out for the rest of the day. My friends, it’s not the end. Simply take the day off from the noise of the world and relax, you’ve earned it.

Ultimately, we need to keep going. While this is true, it is no secret for those suffering mental illness, doing so is painful. That’s why, downtime is essential; it’s like a reset, so we can recharge and live the life we are able to live. PTSD equals, the days of going full tilt are gone. But despite this, you are the only one who can further disable yourself. Find New Passions, insert goals and work toward them. A sense of purpose will keep you moving forward when walking towards the sirens.

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Lemonade Stand: Vol. III 

Created by Josh Rivedal and Kathleen Myre, Lemonade Stand: Vol. III is a compilation of 20 stories from those who have served in the emergency services and the military.  In it, the authors talk about their battles with PTSD, a debilitating and for many, a life-long mental illness.  So, if you are from the military or emergency service’s, perhaps this book can help you combat the feelings of isolation and fear that frequently comes with post-traumatic stress disorder. Sometimes, just knowing that there are others out there, just like you, can provide you with the strength and courage to speak up and or get the help you need. The intention of this book is to help with that…. You’re not alone.

Also, Lemonade Stand: Vol III was written to help combat the stigma that often accompanies mental illness, best of all, it attempts to give all you served their countries and communities a voice… Which is amazing!

Order today

If you are struggling please go here for help: Crisis Services Canada

OR

Checkout our Mental Health Resources Page

Contact me on my Facebook page: The Road To Mental Wellness

Woke up exhausted.
I rarely sleep well, I can thank PTSD for that, but even …
Leave me the f*** alone!”
Damn PTSD robs me of my sleep and thus torpedoes my mental …
More Important Than Ever
Finding my purpose has become more important than ever if I am …
Unsurmountable odds.
when faced with unsurmountable odds, we in the emergency services do whatever …
LEAVE ME THE F*** ALONE!"

Leave me the f*** alone!”

Just leave me the F*** alone

One thing that I have always found both sad and interesting about my own mental health journey; is the paradigm between the health benefits of sleep and the lack thereof. Just imagine how much better life would be if nightmares didn’t constantly intrude on good night sleep?

It certainly appears to me, that the key to better mental health is a solid regime of good night’s sleep over a long period of time. It is often said that consistency is key. This, as far as I can tell, especially holds true for good mental health and the quality of rest one receives.

Benefits of sleep on mental health.

It’s damn sad really, this thing called PTSD. As time goes on I’ve grown to loath it yet, I have failed over and over to put distance between myself and the most tragic, and painful scenes I have ever strapped on the gear and responded to.

Read: Nightmares Aftermath.

Often, I hear myself saying inside my head, “please, just leave me the f*** alone!” Similarly, I find myself verbalizing near identical statements when flashbacks invade my mind, my eyes and my heart. Especially when I’m driving.

A complete list of PTSD symptoms.

LEAVE ME THE F*** ALONE!"
LEAVE ME THE F*** ALONE!”

Well it’s true, cursing and swearing, yelling and retreating never seems to be the cure; it is nonetheless is my desperate effort at trying to get through some of the most unbearable and vivid memories. Oh, and I would give anything to have my physical symptoms disappear. I get tired of having headaches, random extremity pains and this god-awful tightness that is so bad, my back and shoulders are full of knots.

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With all this said, I will once again close my eyes and begin the long nightly ritual of tossing and turning, of waking and being frightened. Not only will I try tonight with the hope that tonight will be “the night,” I will continue tomorrow night and the night after and the night after that. For I have purpose, I have love and I am supported. Therefore, I shall find the strength too soldier on.

ABOUT THE BOOK

It’s finally ready.

I am excited to share that the i’Mpossible Project’s Lemonade Stand: Volume III (is available for order… today. Like, right now

I’ll be honest: This is pretty big. I, Josh, and Kathleen, have been curating this book for more than a year—fiddling with the right combination of stories, authors, and concepts. Kathleen and I have put our everything into this book. Absolutely everything. And you’re getting a little of us as well as the twenty incredible authors and stories when you get this book. It was exhausting and wonderful and a once-in-a-lifetime process to produce this book, and I am just now getting the confirmation I hoped for: It was all so incredibly worth it. Thank you for that. 

Josh Rivedal and Kathleen Myre

Order today

If you are struggling please go here for help: Crisis Services Canada

OR

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