In Safe: A Memoir, Elspeth Roake shares her journey with depression and trauma-related disordered attachment, from the lowest lows to finally finding healing. Elspeth competed in horse shows, and the book begins in Florida for the winter show season, with her going into the hospital for suicidal ideation. She ended up being Baker Acted (committed… Continue reading Book Review: Safe: A Memoir
Image by Reimund Bertrams from Pixabay In The Gifts of Imperfection, Brené Brown cautions that depression and anxiety may result when we trade in authenticity for safety. This really resonated for me, as safety has become something that I grasp onto as tightly as possible wherever I can find it. Meg from Why does bad advice happen to… Continue reading What Do We Give Up For Safety?
Image by StockSnap from Pixabay Yes, I realize the fortress of solitude in the post title doesn't go with the hobbit house photo, but I liked it, so there you have it. Anyway... Home has had various meanings for me over the course of my life, and I think it's probably more important now than it's ever been.… Continue reading My Fortress of Solitude
In this series, I dig a little deeper into the meaning of psychological terms. This week's term is vulnerability. Wikipedia has a couple of different pages related to this topic: one on social vulnerability, the other on cognitive vulnerability. It says that the word vulnerable derives from the Latin word vulnerare, which means to be wounded. … Continue reading What Is… Vulnerability
I've written before about cognitive distortions, and in this post I'm going to focus on overgeneralization. When something bad happens, the message I take from that is the world is an unsafe place. This feeling of being unsafe spreads from whatever is related to the problematic event to the world in general. People hurt me,… Continue reading Overgeneralizing an unsafe world
I had a tough weekend. It started off badly with a friend contacting my brother to check up on me, which rocked the walls of the little cave I've built for myself. And then something happened with my safe person that made me feel very unsafe. The dark voice inside my head kept repeating "He's… Continue reading Allowing Vulnerability (Even if It’s Scary)
I've had a pretty shitty last couple of years. There have been multiple people in a variety of different contexts who have treated me like crap, including people whose role (in theory) was to help me. While I don't have PTSD, I do feel traumatized by the things that have happened to me, and that… Continue reading Finding safety without armour