• Path Dependancy

    Here I am, in a city that I have looked forward to moving for a very long time, sitting on a comfy chair next this beautiful French balcony and keeping my brain busy trying to figure out what is wrong again while my eyes are going around the people by other windows and down in the street. I like being here, this room that I got by chance in a historical center of the town, the loudness of ...

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    life history,
    identity,
    Anxiety,
    coping strategies,
    family
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  • Supportive

    The people that I do rely on the most is my friends and family. They have been there for me through thick and thin. They are always there encouraging me on. Being my cheerleaders on the sidelines. I am so thankful to have such great family and friends.

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    peer support,
    support,
    family
  • An Ongoing Process

    I look upon recovery as being an ongoing process, as I think I for one will always strive for progress. In recovery, there is no right or wrong, but to move on from somewhere unpleasant you have to be incredibly strong. You will need to come so far out of your comfort zone, but the important thing to remember is that you don't need to do it alone. The road to recovery can be testing ...

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    depression,
    Recovery,
    progress,
    hero,
    husband
  • Don't Follow Me

    This is a poem I wrote for my brother during my first time in hospital. He is my hope for the future. One thing i'll teach you Believe me it's true If you want to be happy don't walk in my shoes I want you to see all the joys in life to feel the beauty, to bathe in the light I want you to smile right from the heart Stay in the sunshine Keep ...

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    family,
    hospital,
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  • MY JOURNEY

    Warning: This story deals with trauma, sexual abuse and self harm. people always said the small woman with bright blue eyes beaming, such a warm welcome smile (always called the smiler) simply amazed by the torture and trauma, I have gone through. Although behind that smile, there gazed was a haunted hurting child drained with secrets, trauma and horror. some survive and some don't, some victims, some survivors. for many years I was that victim ...

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    surviving,
    trauma,
    justice,
    sexual abuse,
    diagnosis's