Mental Health

Mental Health First Aid with a Side of Thistles

It was November and the grass was as green as ever at our Nova Scotia home. Unfortunately, the pesky thistles were multiplying by the hour in the mild temperatures and I kept digging them out.  I was able to take two long walks each day. The early setting sun was the only hint that winter was only three weeks away. WHO MOTORED TO HALIFAX FOR MEDICAL ATTENTION? On one of those mild evenings, I was scrolling through Facebook, you know, to…

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ROCKIN’ AND ROLLIN’ WITH MENTAL HEALTH FIRST AID AND THISTLES

It was November and the grass was as green as ever at our Nova Scotia home. The pesky thistles were multiplying by the hour in the mild temperatures. I was able to take two long walks each day. The early setting sun was the only hint that winter was only three weeks away. On one of those mild evenings, I was scrolling through Facebook, you know, to see what was new. Who got a new car? Who sold their house? Who won the GOLDRUSH…

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IT NEVER WAS ABOUT ME

Here it is Thursday and I am just beginning my post. No, I haven’t been goofing off. If you are looking for me, I will be parked in my purple chair for the day. I have spent the whole week working on my mental health speaking opportunity that I am looking forward to this Sunday night. If you are in the area, drop in. Come as you are — no need to get all gussied up. Pajamas are clothes too. Just…

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A Mental Health Survivor

Mental illness knows no borders. It can and does touch anybody, regardless of educational, social or economic status. Recovery has nothing to do with pulling up one’s bootstraps. It is impossible to pull up your bootstraps when you feel like you are wearing cement boots. Mental illness is real, just as real as diabetes, HIV/AIDS, cancer and heart disease. We don’t beat up on those people. Nor should we burden the mentally ill.

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