The future belongs to those who believe in the beauty of their dreams.
Eleanor Roosevelt
I remember hearing this quote for the first time in junior high school and never really though much of it back then. When I started my recovery process with multiple mental health diagnosis, this quote hit me like a ton of bricks. It helped me continue with my recovery as well realizing that the future is beautiful. The future is beautiful because you never know what is going to happen or what you will see.
Hello, World!!! Today’s assignment is to have a story in a single image. Sadly, WordPress gives the same four images which doesn’t help me find inspiration anymore since I have taken this course before. I am choosing to not share the image I am choosing to writer about is for several reasons. One; I am writing under pseudonym which happens to be a nickname I had as a kid. Two; one of the people in the picture I am looking at to writer about has a lifetime restraining order against someone who nearly killed them. Three; I don’t have everyone’s permission to post on my blog which I will respect.
The picture I am looking a picture of a group of friend with me as we are doing a ropes course as part of a team building exercise for band camp. Yes, I went to band camp. I remember this quite vividly as many of my peers didn’t think I had it in me to do the ropes course much less ending up being the leader of it so my friends could complete the course. Hell, I didn’t think I had it in me.
In fact despite never being the best flute player in the band, this ropes course at band camp gave me the confidence I needed to keep practicing my flute. From then on, I was never last chair again. I ended up third to last chair. Still not even close to being first chair but kept me practice to make sure that I didn’t go back to second to last chair or last chair. I tried many times to be fourth to last chair but in all honesty the person in fourth last chair had more talent that I did.
The picture of the ropes course with my friends not only gave me confidence in myself but it gave my peers some much more respect and I also ended up with some self respect because of this. So, the picture or image I told you about is something to write about which is why I got my inspiration from it.
Home
I chose the word home because home can mean many things to different people. Home can be many places as well. I’ve called and currently call many places home.
Let’s start with my first home. My first home is the place I grew up. In fact I grew up in Anaheim, California. Not too far from Disneyland. Hell, you could seen the Disneyland fireworks from both my front and back yards of my childhood home. You didn’t even to to sit on the roof of the house to see them. I lived there with my dad and grandparents. Even though I don’t live there or have family that live there anymore that will be home.
Another place I called home as a child is Olympia, Washington. Hell, it still feels like home as an adult when I go and visit. I spent my summers and winter vacations in Olympia to visit my mom as my parents have been divorced since I was a toddler. I still go to Olympia to visit my mom a few times a year, now that I live in the Seattle area.
Now lets talk about my current home in Seattle. My home is where my cat is as well as the teddy bear I had since I was born. It’s also that place I like to be most as my cat loves me unconditionally and my teddy bear doesn’t judge me. I am sure my cat, Billie Dean judges me but that’s okay because I know he loves me.
Last but not least home is also where my grandpa lives which isn’t far from where I live. It’s home for me because of my grandpa loves me and he helped raise me. I guess just being with my grandpa makes me feel at home even if we are in the car driving some place.
My list for today, day two will be regarding the grief of my grandma who passed a four years ago today which is Valentines Day.
Things I Wish
before my grandma passed away.
I write in many forms for many reasons. But today, I will be writing about why I write my blog. I originally started my blog to help educate those who don’t struggle with a mental health diagnosis and/or substance use disorders (addiction) that we can live productive lives just like those who don’t struggle with those issues. I also started blogging to give hope to those who are still struggling with mental health symptoms and/or addiction that recovery is possible.
Little did I know that when I started my blog that it would end up helping me with my own recovery and became a form of both self care and self help. I am grateful for this unexpected surprise of blogging is helping me with my recovery; both the ups and the downs.
As you can tell, I write my blog to help others as well as myself. Most importantly, I write my blog in hopes to lessen the stigma by educating those with out mental health or addiction issues that we can be productive members of society.
Good Morning, World. It is still morning in my corner of the world known at Seattle. I know I have done this before and have sometimes not completed what I started as well as completed what I started in regards taking WordPress’s Blogging University free courses. It is my hope that I complete both courses, that I am taking. I signed up for them at the same time but will not be doing the courses at the same time. I am doing this I can make sure I am blogging for thirty days in a row as one course is twenty days while the other course is ten days. I figure if I am consistently blogging everyday, it will keep you the reader more interested in reading my blog. Honestly, I am not sure if it will keep you interested in continuing to reader my blog but it’s worth a shot and at least having an active blog usually tends to keep the readers interested.
In the course’s I will most likely bringing up the wonderful city, I live in; Seattle as well my wonderful cat, Billie Dean. I also may be writing about my wonderful job. I love the work I do and love my job. I feel like if I include everyday things in my assignments from the courses it won’t feel so much like courses. Even though I already have the first assignments, I most likely won’t start them for a few more days.
I also hope to be doing my weekly check in’s on Saturdays as well my weekly plans on Sundays as a way to be consistent with regularly blogging when I don’t have other things to blog about. Having consistency with things in my life including blogging is important to me.
I do not have much more to write about in this particular blog post. I do want to thank you for reading my blog. It is greatly appreciated from my end of things that you the reader, read my blog. If it wasn’t for you the reader, reading my blog, I would not be writing my blog. So, again, thank you from the bottom of my heart for reading my blog. Peace Out, World!!!
Todays, “assignment” was to tell a story of an image. WordPress gave four images to choose from in which didn’t inspire me to write. So, I picked one that would. I picked one of my cat Billie Dean’s first evening at home with me. He is laying on me sleeping and it looks like he is giving me a hug.
Billie inspires me every single day especially when the symptoms of my depression increase. He inspires me to keep going. He is an inspiration because, he helps me stay focused on what I need to do to stay in Recovery. I love my cat and I love being in recovery. So that is why Billie is an inspiration.
Choice
Choice is the word I chose to be my inspiration to write about. Choice is a loaded word. For me choice is the reason why I am here today. I made the choice to be in active recovery. I made the choice to continue living in Seattle where I have an awesome job helping others with their recovery journey and an amazing volunteer job where I help cats get their furrever homes.
To me being able to make my own choices helps me keep hope alive in my own self. It helps me keep the hope alive in myself because helps make the decisions or choices to stay in recovery. Staying in recovery is what is important to me. It’s important to me because I want to help others with their recovery. It’s important to me because I want to be here for my cat, Billie. It’s important to me because I want to make sure other cats get their furrever home. So the choice to stay in recovery is what keeps me alive. That’s why I chose the work choice. Life is nothing but choices.
Things I’ve Learned
Good Afternoon, World!!! It is Christmas Eve in my corner of the world and am spending with my dad’s side of the family at the moment. I am doing some WordPress courses to help keep you the readers interested in continuing to follow and/or read my blog.
I started writing my blog for a couple of things. The first reason is to educate people who don’t struggle with a mental health challenge that those of us who do struggle with one that we can be productive members of society. It may not look the same to those who don’t struggle. So, I hope I am able to educate those without a mental health challenge that people like me can prove you that we are productive members of society and hope to lessen the stigma that goes with having a mental health challenge. I also write to give hope to those who struggle with mental health challenges that there is hope and recovery is possible.
Thank you for reading my blog and hope you all continue to ready my blog. I will blog again tomorrow so I will see you tomorrow. Peace out, world!!!
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