” My disorder is not my identity”
I’m changing, and for the better. Little by little, changes are becoming apparent to me.
The last time I posted, was in June and as you all know, I tend to go radio silent for a while. I run out of things to say, to express and share so I take a break and live my life and see what comes of it so that I can come back here and share it with you.
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Lately, the words are just spilling out of me. So far this week I have felt the need to write and write and write and, for some good measure, to write some more. It is probably one of the most powerful tools you can use in order to straighten your thoughts out and analyse what you feel when you are feeling it and how it was triggered. I highly encourage anyone who suffers from anxiety or depression, hell any mental illness, to attempt doing this.
It would be ignorant of me to say that I am a product of bullying. There were many factors at play that shaped me into the person I am today. Bullying was just one of them and I will discuss these other factors at a later time but for now, this is a post dedicated to my first bully in an ongoing blog series. Please consider supporting me by commenting, sharing your stories in the comments, liking and sharing this entry if you feel you should. Continue reading
Gamers Therapy 