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PTSD Pottery

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PTSD Pottery

For me, working with clay and ceramics is the ideal distraction to keep me off the drink. It’s hard to throw a pot with a can of Fosters in my hand! I find it relaxing and it helps to reduce my anxiety – all food for helping with the symptoms of PTSD.

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I Gave into My Diagnosis

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I Gave into My Diagnosis

I received my diagnosis of bipolar II three years ago when I was 43. I don’t remember completely how my psychiatrist came to her conclusion as to what ailed me. I do, however, recall that she gave me a battery of tests that I dutifully filled out. Moments later was the “voila moment” .

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My Darkest Days

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My Darkest Days

“I understand how you’re feeling right now. I understand that you’re scared and unsure of what the future looks like to you. I understand that you feel lost. I understand that you feel vulnerable. But you’re still surviving. Isn’t it a miracle?” 

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I Could Trust No One

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I Could Trust No One

Know that if you are going through any of what I went through as a child or you suffer from depression. You have a voice don't be afraid to stand up and fight for yourself!

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The Truth About My Mental Illnesses

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The Truth About My Mental Illnesses

I was unable to hide the symptoms and they began to tear my life apart. I began to lose friends, destroy my marriage, and I even became distant from my immediate family.

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