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Day Seven: On Living “Beyond Normal”…

I just read Jenise Harmon's enlightening Sorting Out Your Life blog here at Psych Central.

It's titled Live Beyond Normal and it's one of today's most popular.

It deserves to be and I urge you to read

Before I rhapsodize about her insights into that misunderstood word, normal, not one of my favourites, I read more posts by Jenise.

Thinking Outside The Box hit home for me.
"Everyone sees the world...
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Day Six: Ripping Out My Knitting…

I had another blog post planned for you today, but it will have to wait.

This one is about knitting. Ripping out knitting, actually. Thus far, I have encountered relatively few problems with my knitting and crocheting, but today was different.

Today, it was knitting Hell in this

Ninety-nine percent of the time, I adore knitting. It's a reliable self-soothing activity. Delightfully portable. I knit in the car. On the bus. On the subway. Whilst awaiting appointments.

Usually I...
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Day Five: Reflections On My Psychotherapy…

My formal psychiatric psychotherapy is ending. I've been reflecting on some recurrent themes.

They won't move mountains for you or transform your view of life. They're not earth shattering. That's a misconception about psychotherapy.

Psychotherapy doesn't change

It's gradual. It's hard. It's work. It's a process that can change the way you feel about yourself, though you don't realize it while it's happening. You have to commit yourself to it.

You end up, I think, with...
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Day Four: Graduating With My PhD in Me

This morning I saw my psychiatrist Dr. Bob for the first time since May 16. One month ago.

"My exit strategy"...

We're spacing out our appointments. Seeing each other monthly. This is all part of my "exit strategy" from my psychiatric psychotherapy.

Dr. Bob and I began seeing each other in 1990. That's 22 years of life-changing therapy.

This past February he spent six weeks at Addis Ababa University teaching psychiatric residents through an exchange program...
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Day Three: The Language of Respect…

Language and mental health/psychiatric illnesses/conditions/diagnoses/challenges/differences ~ labels ~ are hot button, triggering issues for me.

They drive me crazy and feed into our collective consciousness, our prejudices and discrimination. Our negative stereotypes. Our sick public discourse.

Language is political and words

It's time to stop and think about the words we use. To heal that discourse. I'm hypersensitive to language. So, first, let us consider the seemingly innocuous little article "the"...

It sounds innocent enough, but not always....
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Day Two: The Toxic Word ~ “Stigma” ~ Ban it!

I detest the word "stigma." It makes my skin crawl because no one takes personal responsibility for it. I hate the way it sounds. I hate to even say it.

I prefer calling it the "S" word, but nobody knows what I mean because "stigma" is so ubiquitous and so convenient.

Do you know what  it means? Discrimination and Prejudice.

Add two more words to that definition: Fear and Ignorance. Negative Stereotyping. Unnecessary Barriers.

Get the picture?

There is...
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My Own Personal Blogathon ~ Day One…

"Writing is like playing the piano. It takes practice."
Those were the unforgettable words of one of the brightest City Editors I ever worked with at The Toronto Sun. And he's right.

Lately, I've gotten out of the habit of writing and blogging, so I've decided blatantly to copy Margarita Tartakosky, an associate editor and Weightless blogger here at Psych Central, and blog every day for 31 days.

Margarita is my muse...
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Being “Attuned” to Myself and My Body, Part 2…

I regarded my body with

Now, I'm actually beginning to luxuriate in my physicality. To feel a sense of compassion and empathy for my body especially when I consider how I abused it and detested it all my life. Not fair, considering how well it served me.

This process is not linear. It ebbs and flows.

I still have simply awful moments and days. But I swallow the discomfort and do my best to use the strategies...
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Becoming “Attuned” To Myself, Part 1…

It's been a while since we spoke. Please forgive me.

Lots happening here. Most of all, I've been coping with breathtaking changes, coming so fast it's hard for me to keep up.

Settling into my

Five months ago I finished the Toronto General Hospital Outpatient Eating Disorder Program. I'm settling into my body.

It's exciting. I've learned to trust the eating plan. It works. But it's no cakewalk. I still have urges. Mini-subjective binges. I fight...
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