Untitled Poem
by Gertie
At first its like a movie. A movie that wont stop.
A movie that cant be put on pause.
A movie that makes you feel like you a re-experiencing what’s in the movie.
A re-experience nobody wants to deal with to begin with.
Tag Archives: Mental Health
A Day of Information
Good Morning, World!!! Today is a going to be a day of “information” for those of us that live in the United States. What I mean by that is that this evening is the State of the Union address. I rarely watch them because its the same bullshit every year.
Something that won’t be the same bullshit for me today is that I will be having a phone interview. I’ve never had a phone interview before and hope that I do well on the interview. It’s for a peer specialist job. I am looking forward to the future and have hope.
Having hope is a major deal for everyone especially for those who are in recovery. Recovery is something that is really important for me. Being in recovery no matter how tough it may be is well worth it. It means I’m living a life worth living.
Thank you for reading. Peace, Out World!!!
Using Skills To Help Me Through
Good Evening, World!! I’m just getting home from a busy afternoon and evening. I first went and saw my therapist, Gilbert. I am slowly starting to trust him. We discussed how things are changing once again with my treatment team and I’m not sure if I’m okay with it but its something I’ll have to get use to.
We also discussed my grandma and how she is in the hospital. She is in the hospital due to Parkinson’s related health issues. She will be going into hospice care within the next few months and my dad isn’t taking it all that well. My dad is a mama’s boy. Its difficult knowing that my grandma may not make it to the end of 2018.
I should get going and eat dinner. I hope everyone has a wonderful work week. Peace Out, World!!!
Poetry; Day Five: Imperfect
Untitled Poem
by Gertie
Looking at the their arms.
Arms that look like railroad tracks.
Arms that aren’t suppose to look like a railroad track but do.
Sadly the scars have others stare.
Fortunately, the scars have help with being an advocate
An advocate for those who have no voice.
A Strange Request at a Piano Bar
As part of a local carnival it is tradition to have a Piano Bar. A tradition nobody can comprehend how it came about to be a tradition as having a Piano Bar can make it quite awkward at times.
It becomes awkward at times because a juvenile or two would be having fun at the carnival yet let themselves into the piano bar despite being underage to have alcohol. The juveniles would go into the bar wearing mask asking for an oxidation of an alcoholic drink that included an apple flavoring. On occassion the underage juveniles would be able to get the drink.
This casued a great deal of controversy as when the juneviles would get drunk they would start twirling around and ended up getting a sprained ankle as they would fall into a sassafras tree. This was controversy due to the fact that nobody wanted to be responsible for a juvenile being drunk and injured.
Waking Up Depressed = No Fun
Good Morning, World!!! Waking up in a depressive mode is not my idea of fun. So, I did my normal morning routine with reading the news paper and having some tea. I then decided to turn on the King 5 morning news. The saddest news story is my favorite comic book store Zanadu is closing. Its been in icon in Seattle for 42 years. Its always the small businesses that are leaving. We need to support small business’s more.
On that note, I’m reading my Ship of Magic book once I am done blogging here. I really love reading and am happy that I am in a place where I am able to be in a space to be able to read now.
I hope everyone has a great day. I also hope everyone has a great work week Peace Out, World!!!
Not A So Good Night
Good Morning, World!!! I’m not having the best of nights. Nightmares are not my idea of a fun way to wake up any time. Dealing with trauma is not an easy thing for anyone to deal with especially the after effects of the initial trauma. Dealing with trauma is something a person will deal with the rest of their lives.
For me right now, dealing with my PTSD symptoms, I’ve been reading. Reading a great deal. Specifically, I am reading Ship of Magic by Robin Hobb. I think if it wasn’t for reading I would be stuck in my head dealing with the undesired events of my past.
As much as reading helps I really need to have a way to process. That’s where blogging comes in. So thank you for allowing me to process even though its so vague.
I think I’m going to go and read. Thank you for reading my blog in the middle of the night. It’s appreciated. Peace Out, World!!!
11 O’clock New Turned Off & Back To Reading
Hello, World!!! I was watching the eleven o’clock news and realized I needed to turn it off. I’m getting sick and tired of hearing about President Trump and how much of a jerk he is. I don’t understand why he thinks everything is fake news. Granted the news can hold some things back or misinform however if all news sources but one are “fake” then something is not right with President Trump. I have a few friends who call Trump, President Cheetohead and I have to agree I can Mr. Trump that on occasion.
If it wasn’t for all the negative news about Trump I wouldn’t have turned of the news as I’m getting tired of his derogatory comments. I turned off the news and started reading Ship of Magic by Robin Hobb. I am really enjoying this book. It appears that I’m going to be reading the next book in the trilogy which is called Mad Ship. I am so grateful that when the new becomes triggering that I can turn it off and do something else like reading.
Thank you for reading. Its greatly appreciated. Have a good night and I hope you sleep well. Peace out, World!!!
Tough Day = Doing Things I Enjoy
Good Afternoon, World!!! I’ve been having a tough day. That means I’m doing my best to do the things that I enjoy doing. Things that bring me joy.
As many of you know art brings me joy. Its not just creating art that brings me joy its being able to give it away to individuals that mean something to me as a person. I just finish a painting for me case manager. My case manager hasn’t given up on me when she could have transferred me to another clinician but hasn’t done so. That’s why I am giving her a piece of my art.
Another thing that brings me joy is reading. I enjoy it because it helps me focus on something else other than being stuck in my own head. That’s why I love reading so much. Being able to be absorbed in a book is helpful to one’s imagination and not focus on what the realities of the world.
While creating art for my case manager and reading to get out of my head, I listened to music. I love being able to enjoy music as I am being able to do things that bring me joy. Doing things that bring me joy is quite helpful for me and my head space.
Thank you for reading my blog. Its much appreciated!!! Peace Out, World !!!
Poetry; Day Four: Journey
The Journey of Recovery
by Gertie
Recovery is a path.
A path that is journey.
A journey that has valley’s as deep as Death Valley.
Peeks so high that its like you are looking down from the peek of Mount Everest.
The journey isn’t always deep or high its sometimes flat and boring or even like a rollercoaster that goes upside and backwards.
The journey of recovery isn’t meant to be flat and easy but its well worth it.
It’s worth it to have a life worth living, whatever that looks like to you.
Gertie's Journey 
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