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Breakfast. Roasted butternut squash egg rolls with peas and carrots.
Routine is extremely important during a crisis, especially for people living with challenges like ADHD. So, I made breakfast and coffee and turned on the news...ugh, the news! Music it is!
Thank you @taminthegarden for your gift.🙏🏼 Having access to medication right now is going to be essential for me to be well enough to face the challenge ahead. While I will continue to focus on positivity, I will also remain candid about what's happening and how I'm feeling.
Yesterday was terrible! I spent the day on the couch. I didn't even get dressed. I tried to search Craig's List but, there just isn't anything out there that meets the Section 8 rent cap. I'm terrified, but, I was finally able to get a little medication last night. Today, my anxiety is manageable. I'm already showered, made breakfast and am thinking outside the box for a solution. While I have meds, I'm going to do as much as I can. I'm going to need your help searching for a new home...
When I have worked out the details, I'll let you know.
Enjoy your weekend!
It was dark when I arrived into Shivsagar and I really wanted a good hotel with a nice soft bed for the night. I hadn't slept well for days and wasn't feeling to good. I searched and didn't find any to my liking or my budget and I was at the end of my rope. I went to a posh place and they were so suprised by me, this woman biker, they cut me deal. I really couldn't make a decision to stay or not. I was that tired.
I caved in and luckily so as they gave me the royal treatment. I freshened up and went to eat in the city finding a place for a delicious masala dosa. I was quite the curiousity, and I tried to not notice that the whole place, men and women, were staring at me!
I went off to the Shiva temple to get a blessing and there was a man offering his puja singing Sanskrit mantras, it was just magical the sounds echoing in the inner sanctum. I went home and slept so well, awaking more refreshed and excited. I went back for another dose of Shiva's darshan at the temple in gratitude.
When I left the hotel they gave me this traditional Assamese scarf as a gift, which they do for VIP'S. It was such a treat as I had secretly thought to myself that I really wanted one.
Then there was only an hours drive to the ferry that helped me cross the Bramaputra River. I arrived early afternoon to my final destination on Majuli Island.
Although he didn't die WHILE serving, I still want to honor my father Gaston Robert Johnson for his service. Like MANY who serve(d) in the military, he lost a part of himself fighting in war. He also continued to fight in his mind when he returned. Love and miss you dad. 😢 #memorialday#honor#sacrifice#loss#PTSD#family#father#dad
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Almost been a month since we launched the online Too Much of a Person archive with 100 womxn and non binary people’s stories of how people had tried to squash their power into a box marked “female”, what moment they realised that that was bullsh*t and what their visions for a better world were while loving themselves as much as possible. Sound relatable? Check it out.
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I also did an interview with my therapist. It was a bit scary and I’m not sure i actually got the words “abusive childhood” in their but hey...all in good time. Because it’s important to tell these stories but also to our own rhythm.
I’m actually in a cabin on a lake editing a project all about folklore, inheriting stories from our parents and breaking cycles the magic way ✨
Boundary setting and the understanding to respect a person’s physical/emotional space starts from childhood.
Much of this is incorporated through play. I have this practice with my children. When we’re having a tickle fest, and they say Stop! I immediately stop, take my hands off their bodies until they tell me- with eager consent- to go again. I will not tickle their bodies if they appear to be tired of playing. I want them to eagerly and fully tell me Yes.
Now it seems my children are excited to be tickled, not only because it’s fun and we’re bonding as they experience the playful me, but they also enjoy practicing saying No to me and Stop. I want them to know their body is theirs and no one has the right to overstep their wishes. I also remind them that it’s important to create this safety for others. To stop when others say stop.
I didn’t have a fully good experience with tickling as a child. That joyful experience was taken from me. It took me reclaiming this activity to be something I could safely share with my children while teaching them they always have the right to have their No’s and Stops honored and respected. No matter what, no matter who. Boundary setting is taught early in life. We learn from caregivers how to set healthy ones, rigid ones, or diffuse ones. We acquire learned helpless when our boundaries are crossed and we feel powerless and immobilized— especially from people we perceive are in roles of authority.
Remember that you can also apply this to your inner child. Re-learning and re-parenting the younger self in you that might struggle with setting boundaries. How can you honor their Nos and Stops? How can you practice clear, healthy boundaries with self?