When Talk Has Value

Have you ever heard the old saying, deeds not words? Well, If not, it simply means that with any given problem, action is required in order to effect a positive outcome for any given problem. Therefore words are just that, words. But, there are instances when talk has value

Another saying comes to my mind as well; talk is cheap. But, is it really though? Sure, there are lots of ways that this statement can be true; for example, saying you will fix the car but yet, it remains broken in the yard; we all know, in this case, the car won’t fix itself, no matter how many times you say you will get it done.

With that said, can talk be considered action? In some instances, you bet ya. For example, cognitive behavioural therapy is often the gold standard in the treatment of mental disorders. Why? Well, in part because talking to a therapist works.

How Therapy helps you with your mental health

When talk has value

In fact, it’s so popular because it’s been shown to be an effective way to minimize psychiatric symptoms and as a result, it has allowed many people to win their lives back. So, yes talking can be considered a move towards making something better; that something is you. Making it better for yourself can help all your loved ones too.

Moreover, what is fundamental to talk therapy’s power is another element that can sometimes pose as the biggest obstacle in one’s efforts to get better; this necessary piece of the healing puzzle is courage.

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Courage is such an essential part of an action plan because, without it, nothing else gets done. Inaction due to fear and uncertainty can be a slippery slope and when one tries to deal with it on their own. it can be lonely and overwhelming,

of course, one doesn’t need courage if there isn’t something in life to fear for. We all know, when it comes to mental illness, one of the biggest producers of fear is Stigma. We all have fears, it’s natural however, we would not be here today as a human race if we didn’t more towards conquering them.

On an individual level, we can also follow the ways of our ancestors by allowing ourselves to be vulnerable; by overcoming the misconceptions of those around us and seeking out the help we need it. After all, fighting mental illness is all about survival. This is when talk has value.

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The longer we wait, the worse we feel; therefore, it becomes more and more imperative that we open up and talk about the pervasive mental pain we are enduring. Remember, our ancestors took the risk because they were dealing with life or death. I can’t help but feel that this is true of those of us who suffer from mental illness too.

So, we must fight like hell to win the war that we didn’t ask for, that interrupted our lives and landed us in hell. Nonetheless, this has become our reality. Fight on my friends.

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After A Good Run

Today, I find myself sitting in the ER waiting room. Surprisingly, I’m the only one sitting here. It’s nice and quiet which comes as a relief to my nervous system but as you know, there are so many things that can be triggering for PTSD, the location being one of them.

I am waiting for a loved one to see a medical professional for an ailment. As I wait, I find myself wrestling with my mental health medical condition, PTSD. This hospital setting reminds me of my own work environment as they have many similarities, I work in long term care, helping those with mental illness and aggressive tendencies. My workplace has been a significant contributor to the erosion of my mental health. It’s loud, fast-paced and very overstimulating. Practically every aspect of my occupation is toxic to the post-traumatic brain. How PTSD and Trauma Affect Your Brain Functioning – Psychology Today
I slugged along in this mentally taxing environment for as long as I could but found that it wasn’t powerful enough to sustain the mental shield, the one I took to work every day. Essentially, I was being mentally assaulted every time I stepped foot in the building.
Eventually, the strength and endurance I once prided myself on had taken such a psychological beating that I had to surrender to survive. I am off work, employing everything I can think of to regroup, rebuild and regain my life back.
Sitting here in this ER, my mind is in overdrive, its side effects, are a numbing feeling that is fighting to disassociate, so I can cope with my surroundings. Moments come flooding back to mind that my workplace had imprinted on my memory; tragic moments of death and violence.
Ironically, as I sit there, writing this blog post, the speaker above my head erupts with a call for a code for a violent individual on the psych unit. This unit is very similar to the one  I work on. As you may have guessed, it’s exacerbating the PTSD symptom; now I am triggered, gone completely numb and have disassociated even more. Sorry, I no longer have the capacity to continue.

…….. Several days later..  Initially, when I found I was no longer able to continue writing this I thought I would conclude it right where I had left it but then I thought; “I need to add how I got through the mental health, almost crisis moment.” Perhaps my efforts to forgo a crisis may be of use to you.

I first off recognized that I was starting to get numb like local aesthetic that slowly starts to dull your physical pain. I was numbing to my surrounds in order to try to stay in the waiting room, this dissociation never works. At that moment, I had to ask myself “What Do I have to do in this very moment to help me get through it?” Recognizing and coping with PTSD (Verywell minded).

The following things helped me to get through it. I went outside to get some fresh air. – Doing this allowed me to, not only get fresh air but because I was outside I was able to take slow, deep breaths. As I did this I could feel my symptoms subside before I knew it I was able to return inside. This proved very helpful but because of the long wait, I found that it only acted as a temporary fix.

In the Valley where I live, I have mapped out many of the quiet cafes, libraries and other low stimulus atmospheres in the event I need to seek refuges from my anxiety and PTSD, or, more specifically, the causal factors that amplify my symptoms. Luckily, one of these low stimulus cafes was close by; good thing too as I needed to seek its shelter. I jumped in my car and headed there. After taking the time I needed, I found that I was able to get through it the day and avoided a crisis.

 So when you find yourself in the mental thick of it, perhaps the things I employ in those moments can help you too. Map out the low stimulus places, cafes, libraries and natural settings In your area so when you are faced with a triggering scenario you have options, thus a feeling of some control. I tend to think of them as mental illness shelters. Sometimes, the best thing you can have when you have a mental health condition is a plan.

If you are suffering from PTSD or another mental illness, please reach out. I thank you for your service and you are still worthy and mean something. I believe in you!

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Anxiety And Depression.

I am man, hear me….. Say very little. I have spent the majority of my life living in very real fear, a fear of communicating the constant, unrelenting pain that ravaged my soul until I was left with nothing but the darkness of depression.

Society forbids me from talking about my pain. I am somehow seen as less of a man if I even whisper for someone’s help and for years, I complied with my captures and in doing so generalized anxiety disorder infected my brain. I was held in solitary confinement by cultural expectations and whist at the same time being held hostage by the tournament of mental illness. Learn more about men and mental illness stigma.
Sure I could run around blaming everyone in sight for effectively cultivating my existing sadness and angst but what purpose would it serve? Regardless of the source of my torment, it is I who must take back the power, only I can do that.

But how? I must find the courage to fight back, defy those who I have allowed to through me in the hole of perpetual misery. It’s do or die, go time. My weapon of choice? To find somebody, anyone who will listen and contribute to my overall well-being. I will shatter these restraints by seeking out the help I need. I shall do so by always being my primary advocate. For I am my own voice and I shall speak freely with zero fear of the repercussions. For now, the only way society can enslave me is if I care about what their expectations are. I am my own man, a man with anxiety, depression and PTSD.

My illnesses do not own me, do not define who I am. I freely acknowledge them and I’ll be damned if I will allow their symptoms to dictate my outcome. I get to choose where I get to put my energy and I choose to live.

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This post originally published at sicknotweak.com