Promoting PPD (Postpartum Depression) Awareness
31 Aug 2010 Leave a Comment
in Uncategorized Tags: depression, anxiety, mental health, health, Disorders, Postpartum Progress, Postpartum depression, Reproductive Health, Pregnancy and Birth, anxiety disorders
Back in May, I wrote a blog post on WEGO Health about Postpartum Depression (PPD) called “PPD: More than an Afterthought“. I wrote this post as my effort to bring more awareness to this issue and to share some of my own personal experience with it. I felt very moved by Postpartum Progress to contribute something, to do my part. Of coarse, one blog post isn’t enough, and it doesn’t stop there. My activism for mental health issues is ongoing, as you likely know. I am proud of this post I wrote though, and I hope you will take a moment to read it. As I do with most of my writing, I share my heart and my passion for helping others.
Over at Postpartum Progress they are asking for nominations for the Top 10 Perinatal Depression/Anxiety Writers of 2010. If you feel moved by my piece of writing, I would be most delighted, humbled and grateful if you would consider nominating me for this prestigious award. It may be an award of nothing more than a badge, but coming from Postpartum Progress it would be such a badge of honor!
I seek to reach a larger community of people who struggle with mental health issues, and bringing attention to this post could potentially help another struggling mom, even if simply to know that she is not alone. That is what Postpartum Progress does every day, they help people, create change and bring about awareness of this very important health topic. My hope is that I do the same in my own small way.
Related Articles
- Congratulations to Katherine Stone, Postpartum Progress (psychcentral.com)
- AOL News Story Calls Postpartum Depression A “Crock” (blogher.com)
- Postpartum Depression: PART 2 (chicagonow.com)
The Sadness of Chronic Pain
29 Aug 2010 6 Comments
in Uncategorized Tags: fibromyalgia, chronic pain, depression, pain, fibro, health, Pain Management
I’ve noticed how very quickly my mood changes as a result of the kind of physical pain I experience. I can wake in the morning with an aching body and feel a little down, but often shake it off in a reasonable amount of time. If the pain persists my mood will predictably worsen. If I am having a good day, and I am suddenly or even gradually afflicted, I can almost watch my mood deteriorate as my ability to function does as well. It’s as if I am watching a movie of someone else, like an outer body experience, because as it happens, I feel so utterly and completely out of control.
What amazes me most is how rapidly my affect deteriorates based on the severity of the pain. It feels so sudden at times, and I feel so very helpless. Most typically when the pain sets in, my demeanor will turn melancholy and teary, almost as if a switch has been flipped.
I believe when the pain sets in, so does my fear. The fear and wonder…”Will I be able to enjoy the day with my children? Will I be able to take care of my children the way I want to? Who will I let down today if my pain persists? How long will it last?” That fear takes grip and the sadness is at times a bit overwhelming.
What does physical pain trigger for you? Do you notice a sudden change in mood too? How quickly does it set in?
Related Articles
- Depression Can Make Pain Worse (nlm.nih.gov)
- You: Pain, Depression Linked (psychcentral.com)
Free Hugs
27 Aug 2010 1 Comment
in Inspirational, suicide Tags: suicide prevention, love, AFSP, American Foundation for Suicide Prevention, twitter, inspiration, hugs
A favorite organization of mine, the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention, posted a link on Twitter to this video just a short while ago. It made me cry…perhaps because it is so beautiful to see love freely given and perhaps because I am in the mood for some free hugs myself.
I have to share, because what could be better than sharing free hugs?
On the Flip Side: When Someone You Love Could Be Suicidal
27 Aug 2010 2 Comments
in depression, suicide Tags: suicide prevention, suicide, mental health, American Foundation for Suicide Prevention, health, Lifeline, Death, Disorders, Suicide crisis, Support Groups, signs of suicide
What to do when you can’t talk to anyone about your troubles and struggles? You tell the world, uh hm, I mean, your blog. But the bigger question facing me tonight is “What do you do when you can’t help … when someone you love won’t help themselves?”
I find myself feeling so helpless, frustrated and angry, too. I feel almost as if I have nothing left to give. A loved one is suffering from what I believe to be severe depression and I can’t help them at all. ( I know it is ironic.) I have offered all of the customary kinds of help that one who knows about these things would offer. I have practically forced them to go to the ER for a psych evaluation in the past, only to leave with a promise that they will call the doctor “tomorrow” and seek help. Promises still unfulfilled. Somehow it is a couple of years later and we’re still in the same boat. Promises made again, to make phone calls tomorrow…
I wait and wonder, is this the night that they will break? Is this the night that those feelings of misery and hopelessness (that I know too well myself) will become too overwhelming for them to handle any more? How will I know when the breaking point comes? I know all of the signs, the things to watch for when you believe someone could be suicidal, and so many of them are there… so I wait and hope and pray that they grab on to the resources available and the hands outstretched to them before anything too awful to mention happens.
I’ve been on all sides of this coin. I’ve lost loved ones to suicide, I’ve made suicide attempts myself in the past, and now I sit and wonder how to help someone I love who is walking the thin line of suicidal ideation despite all of my knowledge about the topic.
I am reviewing my words, my actions, my behaviors… Have I said the right things? Have I been too harsh? Have I been understanding enough? Don’t they know I understand?
I go to sleep tonight without knowing the answers, but knowing that I’m not alone. There are others going through something similar tonight, wondering about their loved ones, too. And then, there are far too many don’t even have a clue…
If you are worried that someone you care about could be suicidal please read about the signs and symptoms on the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention’s website. Also on their site, is a comprehensive and helpful resource for “What to Do When You Fear Someone May Take Their Life“.
If you or someone you know is in crisis, do not hesitate to call Lifeline 1.800.273.TALK (U.S.)
I’ve Been There (In the Psych Unit) Too
20 Aug 2010 4 Comments
in PTSD, anxiety, chronic pain, depression, fibromyalgia, suicide Tags: depression, anxiety, PTSD, mental health, major depression, suicide attempt, trauma, peers, inpatient treatment, psych unit
My first visit to a psychiatric unit was during my freshmen year of college, I had just turned 18. I had begun college with all the hopes and dreams of the picture perfect college experience…I didn’t even give it a thought that issues like depression, social anxiety, etc. would get in the way. I didn’t know to even think of it, although I had struggled with these issues long before, I really had little experience in handling it, defining it, or understanding it.
I went through rush, joined a great sorority, met a lot of fun people. I had a boyfriend, and all was good, right? But before I knew it, I was moving out of my dorm room into a single because I was isolating, then I found myself staying home at night, watching tv and avoiding everything… school work, friends, my boyfriend. One Friday night, I couldn’t take the internal pain and conflict, the anxiety (although I did not know what to call it) was too much for me to bear. I started swallowing pills, anything I had… it was a pretty pathetic concoction and I got really sick. I panicked and I called my mom. Long story short, I ended up on the 6th Floor (the psychiatric unit) of a well known hospital in my home town. I was there for a month. It was November when I entered, and December when I left. I “celebrated” Thanksgiving there and I came home just before Christmas.
My second experience in a psych unit was just about 4 years ago. After enduring months of relentless chronic pain and learning of a new diagnosis, fibromyalgia, something snapped inside. Again, I turned to pills, but this time taking a more aggressive approach. And again, I ended up in a psychiatric unit. Another long story short, I wound up on the trauma unit of a particular psychiatric hospital in my metropolitan area, to spend a month as an inpatient.
As you may know, I am diagnosed with major depression, anxiety, and ptsd…but I am an on a path of wellness, most often dealing quite well with my health issues and working hard to keep it that way. I would say that 4 years post treatment, I am a success story. Although my story is very far from finished, and in many ways it begins new each day, I am, dare I say, “out of the woods” at this point in my life. Undeniably though, there is always the possibility of “relapse”.
So, when I saw this article here: “Peers bring hope to the mentally ill” I could not help but wish I could participate in something like it. The program described takes place in New York, where previous patients are being utilized to help current inpatients. Finally, some people are “getting it”…the great value of peers and the knowledge that peers have what sometimes quite educated professionals are lacking…the personal experience.
Having experience in a couple of different facilities as a mental health patient gives me a unique perspective, the “I know, I have been where you are and I made it through” kind of perspective. It’s a most valuable vantage point when those who are hospitalized are feeling all kinds of alone and frightened, not to mention hopeless and confused.
By no means are the professionals lacking in value, but the inclusion of peers in the treatment process seems to be invaluable. I hope more facilities will embrace this opportunity and provide a way for those who have previously received treatment to continue their healthy journey while providing a service to their patients.
Did you read the article? What do you think?
I Choose to Live
29 Jul 2010 4 Comments
in Awards, PTSD, Self-Harm, anxiety, chronic pain, depression, fibromyalgia, pain, suicide Tags: anxiety, challenges, choices, depression, fibro, fibromyalgia, hope, life, living with chronic illness, living with chronic pain, mental health, PTSD, suicidal, suicide
Those are some pretty powerful words aren’t they?
“I choose to live.”
How many of us have to make that choice? How many of us have ever been faced with even contemplating that choice? I think so many go through life without ever feeling like it is even in question. But then again, many of us know… we know a kind of pain and agony that has at times made life, well, a choice that we have to make. Choosing to live in the face of terror, in the face of pain… that’s big stuff. I sound a bit dramatic now, but that really is it. When you suffer with unrelenting pain of any kind, you must choose. Sometimes you choose daily. Sometimes you choose each moment. But you keep choosing until you don’t have to think about choosing any longer.
I am blessed to be the recipient of a most meaningful award, the I Choose to Live Award!
As I have said before when I have received an award, I am honored. This one feels especially powerful to me though. Just the simple recognition that I choose to live, and that I continue to do so, despite the challenges of mental health issues, despite chronic pain (fibromyalgia), receiving this feels very rewarding. Sometimes being acknowledged is the most powerful thing we can do for another.
Earlier today I posted on facebook that I have been receiving so much goodness from the world today, it feels unbalanced, I feel like I am a bit too often on the receiving end. I hope to sprinkle some more goodness around to the lives of others. Like Jennifer, the creator of this award, says on her blog, Suicidal No More,” there is hope“. It is always my goal to share that hope and remind others of the hope that exists.
If you are reading this, then please share the message of hope with others who may be struggling. Together we can get through so much better than we can alone.
Two for One
07 Jul 2010 5 Comments
in Inspirational, anxiety, chronic pain, depression, fibromyalgia, headaches, pain Tags: a blog with substance award, activists, anxiety, award, beautiful bloggers, blogger, blogging, blogging award, chronic illness, depression, living with chronic illness, living with depression, mental health, mental health issues, mental illness, substance
I am really blessed to be the recipient of my second and third blog awards, ever! And yes, I’m keeping track now, because it’s exciting.
The following is the most recent award I was given as a gift from Yumers, author of Jumpstarting a Life with a Little Spark to the Head.
This is an honor for me! I’m just delighted, truly, and I send out a huge “Thank You” to Yumers for thinking of me. According to her post, where she acknowledged receiving this award, there are 3 things I must do as the recipient:
- Thank the one that gave it to you.
- Write my blog philosophy, motivation, experience in 5 words.
- Pass the award on to 10 blogs.
So, here comes the second part of the requirements, my blog philosophy, motivation, experience in 5 words:
sharing for growth, hope, change
It’s really not easy to sum it up in five words!
And finally, to pass the award on to far more deserving blogs than mine:
And in addition to this first mentioned award, I also received recently, the following gift from Melissa author of Sugar Filled Emotions! Thank you Melissa!
There are no requirements attached to the Beautiful Blogger award, but I would like to pass the gift on to all of the above mentioned substantially beautiful bloggers. Forgive me if for some of you this may be redundant, but I believe you are all full of substance and beautiful, too!
Oh happy day, it’s a 2 for 1 special!
The Illness of Wanting
04 Jul 2010 11 Comments
in chronic pain, depression, fibromyalgia, pain, ramblings Tags: chronic illness, chronic pain, depression, dreams, fibromyalgia, illness, living with chronic pain, pain
Do your dreams hurt?
Mine do. Sometimes it hurts just to imagine the world, the life, and all that I feel I am missing. Do your dreams hurt, or simply inspire you?
Is it an illness to want, to want for more in life, all of it’s own? I read an article recently that spoke of depression as an illness marked by people with a constant case of the “wants”. (What do you think of that?) For me, it’s not material things, it’s not money that I want. I want for connection and a consistent sense of living life to it’s fullest. I want for a sense of being loved and cherished, even with my flaws, even with my illness and challenges. I want for better health and more energy. I want for more laughter and less emotional pain.
Don’t get me wrong, I am learning how to feel more at peace in my circumstances and I’m learning to come more into my own…but I’m still wanting. I want more.
A day later:
The wanting comes in waves. I believe all of us experience this kind of longing to some degree, but I wonder if those of us suffering from illness like depression and fibromyalgia (any chronic health issue really) feels this feeling amplified? I believe in the power of our thoughts. I believe it’s important to take these moments where the wanting and longing feels almost unbearable to spur us on for change. I also believe it is okay to share those moments, the vulnerability in it, and to let others know that you are struggling with it. What’s most important, for me, is to hold on in those moments and to remember that the intensity of it will pass. Good things are on the horizon.
Wearing Pain
21 Jun 2010 12 Comments
in PTSD, Self-Harm, anxiety, chronic pain, depression, pain, stigma, suicide Tags: cutting, depression, mental health, mental illness, pain, PTSD, self injury awareness day, self-harm, self-injury, sexual abuse, SI, stigma
Warning: Before clicking on any link in this blog post, please know that there may be photographs in the linked articles that could be triggering or disturbing in nature for anyone who self-harms (cuts, self-injures). This post in and off itself could be potentially triggering to anyone who self-harms.
Sometimes I find it almost humorous, in my sort of morbid way of thinking, how so often I read about health topics and I can say, “Oh yeah, I’ve had that too”, or “I deal with that issue, also.” Sometimes my list of health issues includes a topic that just isn’t even okay to make a bad joke about. This is one of them…
Every day I see it. Some days I try my best not to look. It’s a visible scar. It’s tangible, I can feel it. Perhaps a bit more like a tattoo I wish I had not gotten, this scar sits on my right lower leg. I feel a sickening, an awful uneasiness just thinking about it and about telling others, but I think it’s important for people to know about this issue and to raise awareness. In the past I’ve hid it, I’ve dismissed it, I’ve even lied about it. But no more.
The scar on my leg represents a time in my life when I was so tormented inside, so filled with pain that I inflicted pain on myself externally. It’s called “self-harm” and there are a variety of ways one can harm themselves. In this particular instance I was cutting. Cutting myself. It seems so ridiculous as I spell it out clearly for the world to see. It feels embarrassing and shameful to admit it. But I cut my leg, badly, repeatedly and with a very sharp object as, from what I now understand, a way to release the emotional pain I was feeling.
Memories flood me of the pain, the indescribable and intense anguish that I felt at that time in my life, tortured by a will to live and a desire to end the seemingly endless cycle of emotional and physical torture I was experiencing.
I feel it with me, I can sense the spot where my leg will never be the same. I run my fingers over it and I can’t believe what I did to myself. I think of the shame I feel about this one scar on my leg and my heart goes out to those who are in such a state that they feel they are unable to stop. Their only coping mechanism may be self-harm and as odd as it sounds, as horrific as it may seem, it is simply an effort to stop pain.
I can understand the “addictiveness” of it too, as it became a bit of an obsession for me for a short time. Finding ways to harm myself as I was an inpatient in a trauma unit became a daily preoccupation and then after I came home, focusing my efforts on this one wound on my leg…it is like a nightmare I can recall all too vividly.
Many readers won’t be able to even imagine what would cause a person to do this to themselves, yet the statistics are clear, people do this. Teens are at the greatest risk of beginning this bad habit, and in truth, that is when I first cut myself.
“The best available research indicates that in the United States up to 4% of adults self-harm with approximately 1% of the population engaging in chronic or severe self-harm. [61] Current research suggests that the rates of self-harm are much higher among young people[5] with the average age of onset between 14 and 24 [1][5][6][16][17] The earliest reported incidents of self-harm are in children between five and seven years old.[5] In the UK in 2008 rates of self-harm in young people could be as high as 33%.[62] In addition there appears to be an increased risk of self-harm in college students than among the general population.[27][61] In a study of undergraduate students in the United States, 9.8% of the students surveyed indicated that they had purposefully cut or burned themselves on at least one occasion in the past. When the definition of self-harm was expanded to include head-banging, scratching oneself, and hitting oneself along with cutting and burning, 32% of the sample said they had done this.” (via Wikipedia)
Another source shares this interesting information about cutting:
- 90% of self-injury individuals begin harming themselves during their teen years or younger.
- Cutting and other self-injury behavior crosses all cultures and socio-economic norms.
- Cutting and self-injury is a method used by individuals to take care of themselves, their feelings and actions.
- 40% of all individuals who commit self-injury type behaviors are males.
Almost 50% of cutters or self-injury individuals have reported being sexually abused. - Almost 50% of self-abusers begin at the age of 14 and continue into their 20’s.
- Some studies indicate that cutting and other self-injury behavior is learned from friends or peers.
Bringing light to this dark subject is hard to do. I hesitate to click the publish button, and I may not do it tonight. Of all of the things I have revealed through my blog and online, this feels to me to be the most difficult.
I have seen others far worse off than me. Rather than one scar, they have a whole body or limbs marred by pain, cutting or harming themselves in ways I can’t even fathom, despite my own experience with it. Those who suffer with SI (self-injury) are beautiful people. They are beautiful souls just like you and I, but not as lucky as some, they have only found this way to cope with life’s pain and tragedy that has often been inflicted on them. People who self-injure or self-harm often find themselves facing great stigma and unequal treatment by physicians and emergency room staff. It is not okay for any human to be treated as less than or not as good as, for any reason, and therefore it is for this reason I write this post.
I share these vulnerabilities in my effort to say abnormal may be different from you, but it really may be more normal than you think. Showing kindness is what it’s all about, treating others with understanding and care, even if you don’t “get it”. I was greatly inspired tonight by this piece of writing: “Let’s shout about mental illness” by Scott McKeen of the Edmonton Journal. It truly moved me and I invite you to read it.
We can’t be quiet any longer. Sometimes we must shout it out, or in my case, write it out loud!
You can virtually wear the orange ribbon in support of Self Injury Awareness Day (SIAD), which is held on March 1st. Feel free to copy and past the image from here. Show your support year round on your blog, or save it for a blog post for next year’s event!
Need help? Call 1.800.DONTCUT.
Visit S.A.F.E. (Self Abuse Finally Ends) Alternatives at http://selfinjury.com.
The Number Everyone Should Know
21 May 2010 4 Comments
in Domestic Violence, Inspirational, PTSD, anxiety, chronic pain, depression, fibromyalgia, pain, stigma, suicide, therapy Tags: depression, anxiety, suicide prevention, suicide, PTSD, abuse, trauma, Lifeline, help
I have had it memorized for some time now, at least a year and half, maybe longer… but I didn’t know it when I needed it most.
I’m referring to Lifeline 1-800-273-TALK. Lifeline is a national suicide prevention crisis line. They are celebrating their 2millionth call today.
There is no way to know exactly how many lives have been changed and even saved by this service, but what we do know is that it is needed and people need to know about it.
There have been two times in my life where I have reached the point of taking action to end my life and there have been countless others where I have felt tormented and filled with an anguish that I did not think I could bare any longer. During none of these times did I know or have a phone number to call where I felt safe sharing what I was going through. But now, I have it memorized. I have yet to use it for myself (because thankfully I have not needed it since knowing about it), but I have recommended it to countless others. I have heard feedback that the people on the other end of the line at Lifeline were nothing short of helpful and perhaps even likened to the form of angels.
Our lives are too valuable to leave to chance, so precious that we need to make sure all are aware of this Lifeline, a phone number that can be called when you fear for a friend or loved one, or when you yourself may be struggling. It’s a phone call, as simple as that, and it can make ALL the difference.
I urge you to share this post with others. Let others know about this resource and that 1-800-273-TALK exists. Share an outstretched hand to those who are hurting or may be hurting in the future. It could be a matter of life or death.
What are the Warning Signs of Suicide?
You can participate in honoring Lifeline’s 2millionth call today by sharing this post, writing your own post, switching your background to light green, and tweeting with the hashtag #2millionth.
P.S. This is my 100th post on Una Vita Bella, I couldn’t be happier that it is being used for suicide prevention efforts!









