When I needed it the most I found writing again

How to start!!! The ultimate question that has left so many pieces of paper blank, possibly writer’s block implemented in my brain for the past few years.  I miss it, my mum says its something I’ve always done is write it down.

When thinking back she is right, it is when I’m not getting what I’m wanting to say across verbally, I write.

I have not lost the skill, just the ability to use it in the short-term, even what I write is so below my normal skill set but I don’t care I want it back, therapeutic arguably and the more I do it, the more it improves, the better I can communicate.

I had proven this back in February 2018 with A letter I wrote a special General Practitioner in Spring 2018.  This was a  man I have struggled with emotionally over the years, butted heads with but formed a genuine bond in which together, we can now laugh at the history in past memories over the years.

I will never forget our first meeting end December 2012/January 2013. I had just moved to the land of the lost, after seeking refuge.  We had our appointment and his eyes unsettled me to the core near the end as they noticed things my poker face couldn’t hide.

He asked questions that no other doctor has, in the context he done it, maybe compassion is the word I’m looking for.

I clammed up so tight as his brain and eyes were far too observant and sharp, unsettling me and leaving me feeling vulnerably exposed.

I remember the phone conversation with my mum after where I described him as one of these hillbilly doctors, probably living in some cabin in the woods (not stereotyping something from the movies at all here!!) I’d just moved from the city to the country, I was used to the conveyor belt treatment).

His eyes unnerved me because they appeared to look as if they could see through my armour, past the chameleon that is me, as if he could look into my very soul, I left with my tail dangling between my legs.

He wanted to help, always has and regardless of the struggles he always will if he is able, and that was why I cried out for help to him, as I was failing with everyone else.   I knew he would listen and try everything he could to help, I just had to communicate it right so that he could.

I feel honoured and privileged to of had him as my doctor, a pillar to the community and that’s not just my word.

One of the most sought-after doctors here, a credit to his profession and believe you me I’ve only met a handful like him over the years, I wouldn’t be where I am at the moment without his support, understanding, and patience when my behaviour is less easily explained.

I have a plan, a focus, fixing my inner foundations and structure…. That’s if I don’t flat line on appearance and become trapped in an inner hell, looking for anything to clutch so I can come out the other side.

After my appointment back in February 2018 where I handed over words so raw and open to me, overwhelmed was an understatement, silent tears flowed, triggered by anything happened for hours as I got stuck in my past.

Being around me can damage your own mental health when I am like this and verbally communicating, dissecting as my mind raced all because I managed to get the words down, someone took the time to read and I knew I had got across what I wanted to say.

At the time his answers gave so much relief and hope it was intense.  I wanted to hide, thought of the hospital, hiding in my room in a pain no one should have to witness or be around.

Through time I became more high, metaphorically running around looking, listening reflecting on ways I could fight the dark fog threatening to suffocate me. I then became higher emotional instead of low, flat and deflated if that’s the right word.

I’m lucky my mum understands my language and even though verbally to anyone else, they wouldn’t have understood, just left the conversation exhausted and confused, my mum managed and helped to change my perspective slightly.

Best I can explain but to the next point, triggered from the change in perspective, ignorance can be bliss, but I no longer have that option, knowledge, and understanding is what I’m lacking, so fix it.

I read mass amounts always have but have stuck to more fantasy and supernatural, time to come out of fantasy and into reality no matter how badly I want to avoid it.

What I’ve found on mental health has been exhausting, a point-less or more in some ways, so I decided to start looking into the one I refused to believe many a moon ago, ASD but resources are limited and time-consuming.

I have found a book written so brilliantly, I have decided to read the whole thing in one sitting.  Would have been done February 2018, would have been an all nightery as the first 50 pages had me so intrigued but I had promised to switch off, if there is such a thing, to try switch off.

To date, I have still not managed that book and to many tasks to list as far too much has clouded my focus, knocked it off or changed it entirely for that moment in time (mostly out of my control).

Unfortunately, that bit of space with no influence has not been possible and I’ve exhausted the resource that is me yet again. When it does become a reality and space is not just a fantasy, I image I  will have already found most my answers and more.

Eventually, they will become reflective, time frames are just too long though, that is something requiring immediate attention.

My compass is forever shifting as I pass by, no matter how tiny or huge, always shifting to point me in the direction I need, want, or must be at that present time.

Source of writing Natural Empathiser – feature photo by pixabay

Further Reading

  1. Taking care of yourself whilst taking care of others
  2. Looking into the word individual
  3. Sunday 23rd September 2018; taking the lid off words to my action man, long overdue
  4. A letter I wrote a special General Practitioner in Spring 2018
  5. 28th April 2018; reflecting back when a bereavement the day before, shut down my ability to communicate

Thursday 16th August 2018, evolution reaching a pinnacle moment

Source of writing www.naturalempathiser.com – feature photo by Pixabay 

My focus is how too refocus oneself in a different way depending on mindset, mood or individualistic requirements that influence, seems a repetitively effective method and technique for this individual that I abandoned, at  a time I needed it the most. 

I believe it was because I allowed negative influence, words and feelings to set roots where they didn’t belong. fighting in stead of acceptingly embracing and managing my quirky abnormities that once were just normal to me, before people.  Currently I am trying to remind myself of a once upon a time where I used to give it all out and get it all back.

I always get there in the end landing on an answer that places me in the eye of the storm out of the chaos, showing the direction to the calm, eventually seeing, accepting and fixing the destruction left behind.  Starting the process all over again repairing and strengthening the foundations in avoidantly demanding preparation, for what I once did not have the time or ability to see.

What direction, method or timeframe is unpredictably predictable in some of the most orthodoxly simple, sometimes immeasurable in a humanistic statistical way that puts reason to logic.  Manipulating and managing natural chemical balances for any individual is a daunting task regardless of the method,  may it be the long way round, the way the crow flies cutting directly through the middle, or sitting on the side lines biding your time….

Whatever you do never give up because there is always light at the end of the tunnel, do not fall into the dark hole of abyss, cloaking and submerging yourself in the self sabotaging way of thinking that is depression, sadness is unavoidable but manageable before it manifests into something, way more ugly.

It is up to you not to let anything snuff out your light, an inner battle that can be helped with sheer will and determination to survive, and an empathetic hand to find what yours is.  If you know it or when you find it you may have to dig real deep, but anchor to it and never let go of it. Before my children I used to just follow my feet, brushing off the dust and getting back up, no matter what because once upon a time I only had me, myself and I for whatever reason, to many to pin point just one.

Now I follow my children’s, partner’s and mine in some of the most challenging dynamically frustratingly unexplainable ways, but I do eventually turn the corner to see what I once avoided.

There within is the reason I wouldn’t change any of my colours, just like to understand and manage them better in a more beneficial way, for everyone.

What I’m learning to be a more important factor though is accepting and having faith in myself primarily, as I fight another battle with my biggest critic that is self-hatred. Whether I lose or win this one is not the questionably relevant outcome that determines all, because I will win the war against my inner Bermuda triangle, regardless.

Something I once was ignorant to but becoming more aware of is nowadays, I’m always hesitating, second guessing myself, not for myself but for others, to the point I appear to be lost, at times. 

The amazing thing I find about my brain is, I always leave a cookie trail to follow my way back carrying knowledge and understanding in some of the most innovatively revolutionary, but sometimes  destructive ways for myself, and others.

I have perfected the art of Silencing and protecting my inner core through perfectly imprisoning masks, takes a spectacularly observant eye to see the cracks and showing them seems to have had the worst, but best impact on my mental health and wellbeing for myself, and others.

As my action man once said ‘I am really resilient’…. I find myself saying I have very thick skin because nobody could be harder on me than I am myself, but how many theoretical burns does one person need to take to learn their lesson.  If a lesson is not learnt, the negative will continue, thus the positive in any bad situation being the lesson learnt and what actions, behaviour and outcomes that you take from them, that determines the path, you end up finding yourself on.

This is how I always manage to bounce back and land on my feet, some what like my nemesis known as the cat.  Our energies do not mix both equally wary of one another, approaching with caution.  Just a thought but probably because were both as unpredictable as each other, relate better with dogs, cats make me nervous.

Through writing and people there is a voice emerging behind the silenced, removing the veil figuratively speaking unravelling the tangle, allowing insight and glimpses into my hidden world, that I am now learning many others are trapped in.

The hope and intent is to make room to blossom fully opening up, by no longer holding myself back and getting nothing, in return.  I have personal reasons that make me continue this journey with my mental health team as do they, which is the reasons for many as I have learnt first hand, to why they do their job in the first place never giving up, everyone has a story.

What isn’t needed or doing any good for you, can’t be ignored if the cost is yourself.  If you need to hide do it temporarily until you reflectively recuperate or ground yourself.  If you do not like it express it but in an empathetic way, only then can we truly blossom into the true reflection of ourselves.

Right now the best way to describe how I feel is with these words….. I am looking at heaven whilst living in a hell of my making, asking questions that have led me to answers I never thought or imagined, I would find. I don’t know what I believe but I have learnt not to allow my eyes, ears or any of my senses to be deceived.

Answers live indefinitely and what we once may have thought, may not have been the case which we often, learn too late.  So for me personally it is time to face it, stop running or hiding from the reality, bursting the bubble I no longer need.  Today has been a day where I face the music instead of, hiding behind it.

I have been a busy wee soul in the right and wrong ways, but managing the negative and positive in a balanced way, is never easy.  I’m a firm believer that you have to have faith in yourself to have faith in anything else, to maximise full potential and growth.

So, a little about my day that allowed for an evolutionary pinnacle moment on a personal level, different from what had become my norm.  My wee mans first full day (9:00am-3:20pm) in nursery couldn’t have gone better, neither could have my first day of putting my big girl pants on and getting back out into the big wide world, where real people live, child free!!.  Could have been more productive in some ways, but it was my first day with that amount of hours kid free, man free, and time for myself to do with as I please.

I managed getting kids too and from school without turning it into a military operation of get in, get out ninja style with as minimal notice, or small talk as possible. For a change my brain didn’t switch to high alert, danger or high voltage, internally wanting to mimic my sons behaviour of hiding under the table.

I am an Adult, so that I believe may spark some questions and sideward glances making the cracks visible, so standing like a statue seems to be my usual mask and way of coping to cover the cracks, one extreme to another.

I managed to control and manipulate my thoughts as soon as I was aware my mindset had shifted back to catastrophise my way of thinking.  I’ve created habits, systems and strategies to avoid, a little to well, forgetting I’m a living breathing organism.

I had a great morning but I have to say to all mothers used to getting two kids ready in the morning for nursery and arrive on time, hats off to you because I was not prepared for the mass difference at 7:00 o’clock with the 3 and 9 year dynamic.  Smoke was coming out my backside as I made pack lunches, dealt with melt downs and hormones, using negotiation techniques in the skilled, unquestionable way.

My avoidant behaviour to the previous demands the night before, were surely noted.  I need to have everything organised and prepared the night before, which is next weeks plan

So as I say dropped kids off, had bumped into a friend on the school run home the previous afternoon, and planned a proper catch up for this morning.   We met up after dropping my wee man off 10 minutes before 9 (early bird for a change), and chatted for about 5-6 hours.

I have not been so social in the past few years… most definitely not a social butterfly, slowly changing it but not making much progress as I continuously shut myself away.  Time frames always varying from some time, too uncalculatable amounts of time.  More often increasing becoming more extreme a shut down than a melt down, as time has progressed.   As of late I seem to have managed a lot more forced and unavoidable social interactions.

I’m learning to trust and enjoy it, with the right people and manipulate the energies with the ones that I don’t.  Building up your self esteem and confidence is no easy task, especially when it is in the gutter but I’m not one to shy away from a challenge

I even managed a 40min gab with mum, catching up and hearing how good things are starting to become after my grandad passed in April and my Mentally challenged Nana in her mid 70’s, come to live with them a few weeks ago.  I am able to be an empathetic ear but unfortunately due to distance, not able to actually be of much use when their working.  In time I hope to change that but unfortunately, that is something out with my control at the moment, that will change in the future.

The fact we have the National health service is a blessing even though we constantly exhaust the resources making the time-delays appear unavoidable.  But the right people are becoming involved opening doors for my Nana and myself by taking the time to gather information, starting therapy in our futures to help heal and allow for a clearer, more acute understanding allowing for clarity where there once, appeared to be none

This Journey and process has and will change mine and others futures, it is taxingly exhausting on every individuals mental health involved.  The system is in dire need of a resurrection but there are people trying to do that by NEVER giving up on those, who need their help.  The journey is hard, but my scales always balance out eventually and this time I know inside and outside, I am not Alone

www.naturalempathiser.com for more reading, understanding and depth

Further Reading

  1. My Feministic journey, into the spectrum
  2. Trip down Memory Lane
  3. Mirror-Mirror, Show me my true reflection
  4. My Journey through Mental health
  5. The words of Lilly falls Beautifully unfinished
  6. Welcome to the natural empathiser

Facebook Group and page: Natural Empathiser and Natural Empathisers

Source of writing www.naturalempathiser.com

To truly understand you have to delve deeper, accept this invitation to walk with me for a moment into so many contradicting, confusingly frustrating answers, questions and revelations.  Maybe together mysteries or already answered puzzles can be solved or connected. (Human Rubik cube’s)

We are all moulded to fit certain expectations but what happens when you force yourself, or are forced to fit into rigid structures? Does it create depression and anxiety? Are social pressures becoming more intense or are we becoming a permanent fixtured reality tv show like big brother where privacy is outdated? As myself, yourself, and others open their books, allowing insight into their stories, I hope to broaden my understandings and hopefully find answers, where there once appeared to be, none. (turning my ignorance to awareness)

When ones mental health and wellbeing are skewed, it seems like common sense to have issues with your personality. I’m newly diagnosed as an adult and untreated for 30 years, and I don’t mean medicated.  This has created many a psychological disorder over the years, creating lots of confusion to whether or not I am Autistic.

I believe through time, research and help from those able, one day I will get a definitive answer to whether I am only ADHD, Autistic or both.  All my days people, society, and systems have told me in many a varied way, that I am different and don’t fit the ‘norm’.  Being referred to as abnormal most my days has now been given the label to fit, but life has already delivered many detrimental blows with many knock on effects my entire life, whether intentional or not.

This has led me to a new path, where the therapy I will undertake can help gain insights into what damage needs repaired, in relation to my mental health in order to gather more resources, to answer the question whether I am on the spectrum more accurately?  I have created the blog/website www.naturalempathiser.com for those who can relate, who may find my words of use, but my primary goal was for those who can help, to have and be able to, gain access and insights to my words, without any systems or procedures getting breached or causing miscommunication, in a more timely and effective manner, which I believed was achieved to some extent, so what next?

I don’t agree with everything I or others have done before, but it’s through others and our own mistakes we learn. The problem wasn’t solely people, or systems, it was fitting in to somewhere so contradictory and insensible, a society that disables itself repeatedly. I do question whether it is possible for humanity to reach equilibrium, as I do not believe we are naturally supposed to live the way we are, but it is how you create an orderly society in which we all can live.

There are many whose stories or voices can’t or won’t be heard, for a vast and varied amount of reasons. This group is a place to share your stories, experiences and insights in an individual way, where the labels are just guidelines to allow for deeper understanding and insight, not set in stone. There are approximately 7.5 billion people in the world, so any label or categories you are placed are generalised not individualised. How many people in the world have the same diagnosis, neurological or Psychological disability/disorder, personality or whatever else, as you do? I’m interested in the difference between them, to find and understand the Individual, behind the label.

This Facebook group is a new project stemmed from the website http://www.naturalempathiser.com  for those relevant to hear or read, mine and others voices. I hope to open a communication platform of sorts, for whoever finds it of use, or the words relatable, who have difficulties at times with their psychological and neurological disorders. A virtual community where labels and words are just guidelines and insights for a deeper understanding. As I learn, my blog, group and page will grow with me, any suggestions, feedback, insight or thoughts please comment. I hope you enjoy or find use out of my words, as I will from yours and the peoples I hear or see past, present and future.

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www.naturalempathiser.com for more reading, understanding and depth

Further Reading

  1. My Feministic journey, into the spectrum
  2. Trip down Memory Lane
  3. Mirror-Mirror, Show me my true reflection
  4. My Journey through Mental health
  5. The words of Lilly falls Beautifully unfinished
  6. Welcome to the natural empathiser