Regardless of how close or strained a relationship you had together, the death of a mother can be a devastating blow to a daughter at any age.⠀
If you would like to meet other women who understand the magnitude of a mother's loss and to have a supportive environment which to express your experiences, you are welcome to join our free support group.⠀
Date: Monday, December 17th⠀
Time: 6:30PM - 8PM⠀
Suitable for: Women of all ages who have lost their mother⠀
Location: The Lighthouse - Center for Wellbeing⠀
Reservation: link in bio⠀
*Prior to joining, participants must have a free grief consultation. A grief consultation is a confidential, 60-minute session with a grief specialist, one-on-one. During this session, you will gain a deeper understanding of what grief is, what to expect from it, and how to heal through it.⠀
About the facilitator:⠀
Farah Dahabi, LCSW (USA)⠀
Clinical Social Worker and Grief Support Specialist⠀
I am a US-trained psychologist with extensive experience working with individuals suffering from grief and loss, trauma, illness adjustment, disability, caregiver burnout, and major depression.⠀
"I am committed to guiding your journey towards healing and reaching your individual potential using self-awareness, compassion, and expert clinical skills."⠀
Today we bring you a #tbt photo of the beautiful fall weather but also information on another type of therapy. Today we will be focusing on Dialectical Behavioral Therapy (DBT). This form of therapy has proven to show great benefits for individuals experiencing a variety of diagnoses such as clinical depression, borderline personality disorder, and suicidal ideation. It combines Cognitive Behavioral Therapy with a mindfulness based approach that allows the individual to be vividly aware of what they are feeling and why they are feeling it as well as how this can be altered to produce a more positive outcome. For more information on DBT, I strongly suggest you take a look at the video posted below. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Video provided by: katimorton1 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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Insomnia again and so I wander through my neighbourhood and came upon a pixie house. I hear laughter music and merriment and the child in me dashes to the door to join in and find connections.
Never did find the courage🌲 #truestory
Rise & SHINE!!!🌞
Its time for our BREAKING FREE “Speaking Out Anthem Song”.
Come on guys.. even if u battling today & seriously struggling, try your best to sing along, hum along, even if its in your mind, in your heart, but join in. Let the JOY flow into our hearts, minds, soul & thru our body!
Once a month I will be posting this song until we all know it off by heart, until it’s stuck in our heads, until I see you all start posting videos of yourselves singing the song lol… .
Guys, this is also to encourage others still suffering in silence to speak out & get help. .
So….. Come on guys…. Lets sing…. find the kid in you & have some fun with this song…
I've got the joy joy joy joy
Down in my heart, where?
Down in my heart, where?
Down in my heart.. I've got the joy joy joy joy
Down in my heart
Down in my heart to stay...
Because im speaking out,
Oh yes im speaking out,
Im not gonna be ashamed anymore...
Oh yes im speaking out,
Im gladly speaking out,
Im going to make a difference of for suure
We've got the joy joy joy joy
Down in our hearts, where?
Down in our hearts, where?
Down in our hearts.. We've got the joy joy joy joy
Down in our hearts
Down in our hearts to stay...
Because we speaking out,
Oh yes we speaking out,
We not gonna be ashamed anymore...
Oh yes we speaking out,
We gladly speaking out,
We going to make a difference of for SURREEEE...... Yeah!!!
Me all dolled up with all these damn baby hairs 👶🙄 BPD•anxiety - please stop ravaging my scalp.
Gripping yet barely grasping,
facing monsters of concepts
that haven’t even yet happened.
Blinded and barely finding
ideas and manifestations
that can’t surface because they’re drowning.
As someone who is perceived as
happy, light & colorful,
she was scared to share the dark & unhappy thoughts that tend to flood her mind.
• • •
Honesty hour: While it may be surprising to hear this since most of what I post is positive, I’ve been in an ongoing battle with depression & self-hatred my entire life. I still struggle. I struggle to get out of bed in the mornings. I struggle to keep myself going. This is my life. This is how my brain functions. I work with it. Most days I go about doing what I love doing. I accomplish things I’m proud of & share them here on this platform often so I can always look back on them when I begin spiraling downward into a hole of self doubt—to remind myself that there are moments when I’ve found beauty in life & pride in myself. Some days though, I can’t climb out of that hole. Sadness & worthlessness pummels me deeper & won’t let me go up for air. For the days I can’t go home with a trophy, I just want myself to believe that what I am doing is enough because I’m trying my best. While it’s important for me to acknowledge times of achievement, I also believe that I must witness times of suffering & let the pain just ride itself through. I know people in my life have opinions on whether I should be medicated. I’m tired of the pills and honestly, no one gets to tell me how I need to tackle my demons. They don’t know what it’s like. I’d rather suffer through this a hundred times over than accept the numbing of nothingness. I don’t want to live in this world without being able to feel deeply, even if that means sometimes it takes me to very dark places.
Around this time last year, and in this picture I began experiencing pain in my jaw. I had strength written on my chest, but pain visible in my eyes. What began here took over a month of healing and almost wiped me out from speaking at @ladiesnightout.fs. If I would’ve ignored the symptoms any longer than I did I would’ve had long term health issues.
Some of you are doing the same thing right now. You’re writing post that speak on strength. Wearing your fearless shirts. Smiling for all the photos and going to bed at night with excruciating spiritual pains. I want to encourage you not to ignore the signs and symptoms of needing help. It’s okay not to be okay, and to reach out for assistance when needed. You see, the enemy attacked my mouth because he knew that my voice was going to bring healing. He tried to shut me up! The same thing is happening to you. He wants to destroy your mind and break your hearts so that you can’t love and live with confidence! And like me, if you refuse to get help for the pain you’re experiencing you run the risk of having lifetime problems to follow.
If this message speaks to you I want to encourage to find the strength to admit that you’re not okay. To seek help by calling your pastor, mentor, counselor or mental health professional. It’s okay to need assistance with healing sometimes. You’ll be better because of it! Take of the strong wo/man faced and begin your healing journey!
My mantra whenever I have a week like the one I’ve had. Down and out for now discernible reason (other than my impending menstrual cycle). 😖Times like these, you have to remember that those bad feelings aren’t permanent.
When the mania strikes while you’re painting and you can’t finish a beauty face, you hate the the club kid/artistic face you try to salvage, and you can’t stop piling it on until you look in the mirror and hold back tears. Sometimes, makeup isn’t an escape, but rather an exact manifestation of the mess in your brain and heart.
Holiday party tonight with my handsome 🎄😍 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
Sorry I’ve been a little MIA for the last week or so - PMS+that time of the month has me all depressed and shit. Luckily Boyf knows exactly what to expect from my BPD self during times such as these 😂😂😂 I’ve asked my doctor about how to help PMS and he acted all confused cause I’m already on anxiety•depression meds - that’s supposed to treat PMS. They need to do some studies though on how crazy us BPD women get for like two weeks out of every month - can anyone relate to this or is it just me?
@lilmoonchildd is an incredible talent & human. I share this photo of her bc I realize the courage it took for her to do this. She is an amazingly strong woman who helps fight for #mentalhealthawareness#selflove she also speaks out against bullying and victim shaming. In a world like this... it takes a strong person to share their story. Yasaman goes so far beyond that. She shares her stories while still having love for a world that hasn’t always been kind to her. I am so proud of you. The moonlight on the darkest night... it is what you are! 🖤🖤🖤🥰🙌🏻 #beyondstrong#amazinghuman#wearenotalone#itsokaytonotbeokay#beyourbeautiful
Day 4: I had a long ass day today. I’ve been up since 7 with hardly any sleep and I think I might be getting sick which sucks. I was at school for 10 hours today working on a project with a friend and I still didn’t get it done. Fml. I’ve got work tomorrow so I’m gunna hit the hay early tonight. I was a bit anxious at school but hanging with friends helped. I was way to involved in my work to even think about it. Anxiety wise today was a good day. #anxietyhelp#itwillgetbette#yougotthis#anxietysufferer#temporary#itsokaytonotbeokay#goodnight
Here is a progression of pictures of a girl who just finished finals, who is about to practice (a lot of) #selfcare , who will surround herself with people she loves, and who will do as many wintery Christmas activities she possibly can in a three week span (I’m thinking Elf the movie style). 🎅🏼
Anyone else have some fun weekend plans?? Suggestions for wintery activities are also welcome ⛄️🎄⬇️
It’s a bad day, not a bad life.
Today was harder than usual.. do you ever feel like everything that crosses your path is trying to slowly break you down? Trying to make you just a tad bit weaker? That’s what it felt like today, I couldn’t win. My attitude sucked about it, and my day only got worse.. I don’t regret having a bad day, I regret not having a better attitude about it...
We have the power to be better, it’s all in our attitudes. Live, Learn and Progress.
It occurred to Pooh and Piglet that they hadn't heard from Eeyore for several days, so they put on their hats and coats and trotted across the Hundred Acre Wood to Eeyore's stick house. Inside the house was Eeyore. "Hello Eeyore," said Pooh. "Hello Pooh. Hello Piglet," said Eeyore, in a Glum Sounding Voice. "We just thought we'd check in on you," said Piglet, "because we hadn't heard from you, and so we wanted to know if you were okay." Eeyore was silent for a moment. "Am I okay?" he asked, eventually. "Well, I don't know, to be honest. Are any of us really okay? That's what I ask myself. All I can tell you, Pooh and Piglet, is that right now I feel really rather Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. Which is why I haven't bothered you. Because you wouldn't want to waste your time hanging out with someone who is Sad, and Alone, and Not Much Fun To Be Around At All, would you now." Pooh looked and Piglet, and Piglet looked at Pooh, and they both sat down, one on either side of Eeyore in his stick house.
Eeyore looked at them in surprise. "What are you doing?" "We're sitting here with you," said Pooh, "because we are your friends. And true friends don't care if someone is feeling Sad, or Alone, or Not Much Fun To Be Around At All. True friends are there for you anyway. And so here we are." "Oh," said Eeyore. "Oh." And the three of them sat there in silence, and while Pooh and Piglet said nothing at all; somehow, almost imperceptibly, Eeyore started to feel a very tiny little bit better.
Because Pooh and Piglet were There. No more; no less.
Saw this on the @thefatsextherapist story the other day and I thought it was something I should post because it might help someone suffering from anxiety who hasn’t got helpful responses from their friends when they’ve tried to explain it to them. Our generation is going through an anxiety epidemic (link in bio) and there is nothing worse than finally admitting #itsokaytonotbeokay to someone who doesn’t understand what you’re going through and doesn’t know the right thing to say. So if you’re ever in a position when someone takes that huge leap of faith by trusting you and talking to you about how they are feeling, urge them to please go talk to their doctor about it before it becomes a more serious problem affecting their ability to live their lives and work/study. We only get one brain and there’s some damage that just can’t be fixed. I’m not sure if you’ve heard of a book called #owningit by @carolineforan but it’s an amazing first step to understanding what is going on in your brain with your fight or flight instincts but also a very important and honest cautionary tale on why you should get help as early as you can. There’s a historical lack of awareness of what mental health actually means and I’m so proud to be a part of a generation that talks about this so freely (check out @headfirst0).
This is going to be a raw post. No filters. No masks. No fake smiles. No prentending.
The truth? This is what I look like pretty much on a daily basis. The truth: I smile on the outside but I have been suffocating on the inside. I feel imprisoned by depression and tortured by anxiety. I feel empty. I give so much of myself away for the benefit of others that I have nothing left over for myself. I look in the mirror and I hate what I see. I cover it with black clothes, and wigs, and make up. I shove everything so deep down inside that I become numb to it and I paint a smile on. I substitute the darkness and void I feel for humor and laughter. The truth: I'm struggling. I feel like I'm hanging by a thread. I push everyone away and shut everyone out. I've built my walls so high that I'm not keeping people out; I'm trapping myself in. I'm screaming and no one can hear me.
Why do we all put on a show? Why do we all pretend like we have these perfect lives with white picket fences, husbands without flaws, children that never make messes. We pretend that temper-tantrums aren't normal for kids and that they should be corporally punished when they throw one, yet we're the ones who don't have our emotions in check. We're the ones working ourselves to the bone just to buy things that don't matter as we daydream about the bigger and better things. We daydream about the future so much we miss the present. We blink and our kids are another year older. We exhale and our parents are passing away before our very eyes. We try to grasp on to things that don't matter. We clutch so tightly to the temporary that we neglect the people and things that really matter.
We chase green paper presidents with this false hope that they'll fix all our problems. We neglect the very God that created us until sin corners us into a deep, dark pit and there's no one else around to help us escape. Why? I don't know but I can't pretend anymore.
Grief...it manifests in so many different ways. Everyone I tell about my new house... is excited. It's supposed to be an exciting thing.. and it is. But it comes with the loss of so much more. It's the final piece. The one thing that ends my forever. And it's the house, but it's also the dreams that were supposed to be built in this house... the family that was supposed to grow... and as good as a move, a new home, a fresh start, an answer to prayer is.. my heart breaks over what I'm losing so much more than it feels excitement over what is happening in front of me. And it's hard to explain that to tell people that in all the excitement, it's overwhelming and my heart is grieving so much more than simply the loss of a house. It doesn’t matter how much time has gone by or what else is going on, grief is still alive and well. #itsokaytonotbeokay#bravery#thisbraveheart#grief#thisisgrief#love#tohaveloved#griefandlove#leavinghome#home#homeisafeeling#itisalsoaplace#thoughts#feelings#keepingitreal#moving#findingjoy#joyamidstgrief