Cosa si può fare quando una persona amata si trova invischiata nelle dipendenze? Come si può agire? Ogni tocco diventa troppo pesante, ogni gesto superfluo e doloroso, ogni pensiero distanzia un passo in più. Ecco dove la vita mi ha portata, ecco dove mi ha invischiata. Forse troppo concentrata sull'autodistruzione, non ho visto cosa mi accadeva attorno. Troppo concentrata a scolarmi bottiglie di superalcolici, troppo concentrata a non superare i venti euro ogni tre giorni, troppo presa dai liquori, la vodka, il rum... a ritmo di una bottiglia a sera. Troppo. E ieri, ieri ho alzato lo sguardo. Dopo un viaggio di un'ora, con alla guida un fidanzato completamente ubriaco, arrivato due ore in ritardo per fermarsi a bere, ho avuto ancora il coraggio di restare tranquilla. Poi, mani nelle mani in stazione, giocherellando con le sue dita, accarezzando i suoi polsi, ho sentito ed ho visto una serie di buchi. Una serie di puntini nati da siringhe, in corrispondenza di quelle povere vene. Non potevo chiedere molto, dato che a malapena stava in piedi. Ma l'esperienza non mi ha lasciato nessun dubbio, erano buchi di siringa. E le scelte sono due: o si è buttato dentro qualcosa o si è tolto dell'altro. Ma conoscendolo, la scelta è una. Confermatami per altro oggi al SerT. Quelli che ho visto erano buchi causati dall'assunzione di una droga pesante. Non credo eroina, ma cocaina. Ho poca esperienza in merito, ma i miei studi nel settore e le conoscenze ed esperienze dirette mi fanno pensare alla coca. Come ho fatto a non vederlo prima? Anche la psichiatra mi ha chiesto come abbia potuto non notarlo nei momenti più intimi. Buchi nelle gambe, nell'inguine, sulle braccia. Ma potrebbe non essere una dipendenza fisica. Potrebbe essere limitata a quella sostanza, solo iniettata e non fumata. Non so come fare. Lo vedo solo così distrutto, da se stesso, e lo vedo quando mi guarda senza comprendere tutte le mie cicatrici e bruciature, non riuscendo ancora a capire che l'alcol e le droghe non sono nulla di troppo lontano. Ma se non salvo me, non posso salvare lui... anche perché non vuole. Non ne vede il motivo.
Does the popular test for the MTHFR gene have any real value? In short, yes. The MTHFR gene influences how your body uses B vitamins, which have many important functions in the body.⠀
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This is my current struggle. I can't seem to find the balance between doing enough, or even feeling like I'm doing enough, but also not doing so much that I burn out. I'm constantly under so much pressure, to do better, to do more, but the pressure is only by myself. I'm trying to be minder, to put less pressure on myself, to expect less of myself, and try and remember that I'm human. I'm not superwoman, and I can't keep expecting that much of myself. I'm only one person. I'm just me.
#balance #depression #mentalhealth #selfcare #onlyhuman
ahead > Comparison steals contentment. It’s stinking hard not to look at other people’s lives (especially on social media 🤦🏼♀️) and want what they have, be where they are in life and immediately feel inadequate. I’ll be honest I struggle with that. I do my best to get on here and make it a positive experience and lift others up but sometimes I get sucked into the insta vortex and just self sabotage, sub consciously. Before I know it I’m drained and drowning in comparison and my joy is crushed. For what? People showing the very best parts of their life? Don’t get me wrong. I do LOVE the influences in this space and how it inspires me. But the balance is a tight rope to walk. Some look at my life and compare! Please don’t do that! I’m doing the same, showing you the best parts of my life because it’s easier to share the good stuff! My heart truly is not to impress but to bless! I try to be honest and hint that this life on the road isn’t easy peasy and there’s days that I’m losing my mind. Like yesterday I was shaking with anxiety because I had to get out of the camper! I have bad days, I deal with depression and anxiety, some days I live in the bathroom all day with my kids between accidents and assistance, measuring my worth based on productivity, my son has a hard time communicating verbally which leads to many emotions, the mom guilt is hard and real, am I doing enough for their health, education, playing, limiting screen time, etc etc, keeping up with my marriage and working to stay connected, we fight, we’re not perfect, we worry about money and the future, trying to keep up with everything, my faith, friendships, traveling, who what where when how. 🤯 And guess what?! I bet most of you reading this deal with the same things right? It’s just taboo to talk about the tough stuff. I say all these things not for pity sake because I AM BLESSED beyond measure and I’m fine!! I deal with hard stuff sometimes but I’m renewed daily in Christ, I have an incredible family, and our love and bond is solid. We get to travel the country and let God work in our lives in ways that we never knew were possible! (continued in comments)
We've all heard about the mid-life crisis. But a quarter-life crisis? "No it’s not a joke. Yes, it’s more commonplace than ever before. And yes, there’s something you can do about it" says @girlboss.
Here's the cause, according to behavioral psychologist Dr. Lara Fielding:
〰 More options - since millennials are the most educated generation, that means lower barriers to entry. And lower barriers to entry means so many options - an overwhelming amount of options! 〰 More access - the internet and social media have brought around the era of Comparison Culture. Seeing everyone else's perfectly manicured lives can take a toll on one's mental health 〰 More support - parenting styles in the '90s was very supportive, but sometimes blurred the lines into overly engaged. Studies found that children with "overly" supportive parents reported higher rates of anxiety and depression
What are your coping mechanisms for a #quarterlifecrisis
? Drop it in the comments! If you're feeling stuck, head over to @girlboss
's site and search "quarter-life" - they have plenty of recommendations to combat this phenomenon
Such a fun day with @georgedavidhodgson @maisondechoup
❤️ Getting filmed by the BBC for an exciting doc about George's incredible work for mental health. I am super passionate about this, and we need to start talking more about it.
George helped me come to turns with my own mental health struggles in a BIG way, so I am forever grateful to be a part of his vision and stitch up some magic with him. Go check out the @maisondechoup
website where you can purchase garments that support mental health causes, as well as one of our t shirt collabs! Watch this space for more fun.