Tuesday, 5 September 2017

How I Found Myself

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After an upsetting incident, I rushed into my room and started drawing on this cardboard box.
I find that when I am most stressed, I am calmed down by some sort of art form.

When I was in hospital at Harrison House in Grimsby. I found the art classes joyful. I would be in a room with fellow patients and we would laugh and joke and share ideas and thoughts about our drawings.

I like socialising. I enjoy the company of other people.

What I have noticed in the past is that when I am bereft of a social life, I decay.

That means I don't want to eat alone at lunchtime. I don't want to sleep in a house by myself.

And I have been lucky. I  have been blessed with an understanding, supportive and loving mother. Whose done more than a carer can do. Whose raised Venturina from the minute she was born.  She has been there for me and is probably responsible for how well I have coped and is coping in these years.

I am also grateful to work in an environment that considers all that. That understands that I have a long term mental illness and that it is OK.

My mother says that it is an illness like any other. Like heart disease, diabetes, HIV, any illness that means you take medication on a regular basis. And you are alright.





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