Wednesday 14 September 2016
BPD Stigma
Borderline personality disorder is misunderstood. People think we are attention seekers, bipolar, psychotic, selfish, incapable of healthy relationships when actually we are just humans struggling to cope with an overload of emotions in a messed up world with too many expectations and pressures. It can be alienating, exhausting, depressing and crippling living with BPD but we try our best.
Monday 7 March 2016
Life and Death Row: Is The Death Penalty Moral?
It's a VERY tough question to ask....is the Death Penalty moral or not?
There is a saying, from the Bible I believe, but don't quote me on it as I am a thorough Atheist; 'an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth' that suggests some kind of karma. You get what you are given. If you kill someone, you should die.
But what about the expression 'two wrongs don't make a right?'
Is killing a killer just as wrong as the killer was to kill someone? (I have written killer too many times now!) The killer/convicted murderer has family and they will have to suffer and become bereaved if the prisoner is killed. But the family of the victim also had to suffer and grieve.
It is a VERY raw, delicate and debatable subject.....
I don't know how I feel about the Death Penalty. This post was inspired after watching the third episode in a 3-part BBC TV documentary on 'Life and Death Row.'
The thing that creeps me out is that, at the time of filming Robert Pruett's execution date was set for, I'm not sure what month, but summer 2013. The crisis team managed to appeal a 60 day postponement in the execution date, which could be up to two years as they were re-testing DNA samples from the crime scene that could change the murder 'theory' completely. It is has obviously become a 3 year wait as Robert's execution date is April 27th 2016 (and watching the documentary, filmed in 2013, it said the date would be April 2016), it was only broadcast in 2014, so I'm not sure how it popped us as a most recent documentary. I think it was on an advert break when I was watching BBC's (1 of 4 part independent episodes on mental health) Life After Suicide .
Anyway, sorry I went off topic, so...the freaky thing is that it is now THE year of his execution and next month it will take place. Also, my dissertation is due in on 27th April (that's the deadline, which is darkly humorously ironic.)
But seeing Robert talk he didn't look like a murderer, but what does one look like?
I just feel that killing a human (because they killed a human) is wrong and a vicious circle as whoever injects the lethal dose of whatever it is they give them to kill them, maybe they are then a murderer?
Also, what about cases that, after the prisoner has been killed, it comes out that they are innocent.
Killing is a bad thing so killing a killer is encouraging killing!? (Too much killing again!)
I just feel everyone deserves a second chance and a right to live, to some degree. However it is hard, like, for example: I would wish Hitler dead, I would wish someone if they were to kill a member of my family dead, But then could I seriously think about the murderer's family and how they felt or would my own grief and anger blind me?
Perhaps, if it is proved 100 per cent, which is near enough impossible, someone who murders in cold blood for no reason and shows no remorse should die.
But not someone who was having a fight and hit too hard, or someone who got involved with the wrong people and was pressured into fighting people and ended up killing someone. Not someone who is VERY mentally ill, as they lack capacity, so technically they didn't 'do it' because they weren't 'all there' at the time.
Anyway, rant over, with not much of a conclussion, but an interesting subject and was enjoyable writing a blog post again. Try watching the Life and Death Row series and see what you think?!...
There is a saying, from the Bible I believe, but don't quote me on it as I am a thorough Atheist; 'an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth' that suggests some kind of karma. You get what you are given. If you kill someone, you should die.
But what about the expression 'two wrongs don't make a right?'
Is killing a killer just as wrong as the killer was to kill someone? (I have written killer too many times now!) The killer/convicted murderer has family and they will have to suffer and become bereaved if the prisoner is killed. But the family of the victim also had to suffer and grieve.
It is a VERY raw, delicate and debatable subject.....
I don't know how I feel about the Death Penalty. This post was inspired after watching the third episode in a 3-part BBC TV documentary on 'Life and Death Row.'
The thing that creeps me out is that, at the time of filming Robert Pruett's execution date was set for, I'm not sure what month, but summer 2013. The crisis team managed to appeal a 60 day postponement in the execution date, which could be up to two years as they were re-testing DNA samples from the crime scene that could change the murder 'theory' completely. It is has obviously become a 3 year wait as Robert's execution date is April 27th 2016 (and watching the documentary, filmed in 2013, it said the date would be April 2016), it was only broadcast in 2014, so I'm not sure how it popped us as a most recent documentary. I think it was on an advert break when I was watching BBC's (1 of 4 part independent episodes on mental health) Life After Suicide .
Anyway, sorry I went off topic, so...the freaky thing is that it is now THE year of his execution and next month it will take place. Also, my dissertation is due in on 27th April (that's the deadline, which is darkly humorously ironic.)
But seeing Robert talk he didn't look like a murderer, but what does one look like?
I just feel that killing a human (because they killed a human) is wrong and a vicious circle as whoever injects the lethal dose of whatever it is they give them to kill them, maybe they are then a murderer?
Also, what about cases that, after the prisoner has been killed, it comes out that they are innocent.
Killing is a bad thing so killing a killer is encouraging killing!? (Too much killing again!)
I just feel everyone deserves a second chance and a right to live, to some degree. However it is hard, like, for example: I would wish Hitler dead, I would wish someone if they were to kill a member of my family dead, But then could I seriously think about the murderer's family and how they felt or would my own grief and anger blind me?
Perhaps, if it is proved 100 per cent, which is near enough impossible, someone who murders in cold blood for no reason and shows no remorse should die.
But not someone who was having a fight and hit too hard, or someone who got involved with the wrong people and was pressured into fighting people and ended up killing someone. Not someone who is VERY mentally ill, as they lack capacity, so technically they didn't 'do it' because they weren't 'all there' at the time.
Anyway, rant over, with not much of a conclussion, but an interesting subject and was enjoyable writing a blog post again. Try watching the Life and Death Row series and see what you think?!...
Friday 4 March 2016
Extreme Mood Swings: Sudden Depressive Episode: My Experience
Low episode....if you can call it that. I don't know how to describe it. It came over all of a sudden, out of the blue like a dark cloud on a sunny day. Suddenly I want to be dead, to sleep, to feel nothing. I feel nothing, but a painful kind of nothing, not sadness, this isn't sadness. This is something more.
It is the BLACK DOG. It is depression. It is a depressive episode. I don't know how long it will last, hopefully a few hours, not days, not weeks, or months, or years.
I am stuck in treacle, I can't move, even typing these words is too much. The light is too bright. I want to be in the dark in a fetal position, under a blanket, warm, away from the world.
What do I do? Do I give in to the demon telling me I am pathetic and better off dead and find a way, in this safe, restricted envrionment, to kill myself? Do I go to sleep? Do I take a sedative? Do I read a book, but how do I read when words don't make sense and they just move around in order. Do I listen to music? But sad songs make me cry and happy songs annoy me.
Do I lie on my bed staring into thin air and let the feeling pass?
Chocolate. Books. Dogs. Music. Things I love. Right now, chocolate is poison, books are annoying, dogs are ugly and music is too loud, too stimulating.
I will have to ride the wave....an emotion can only last for so long, so I have been told, so I will ride the wave....it is at it's peak, but it will dip, it will come crashing down, back to the shore.
I will wash up on the sand and the sun will shine again and life will be worth living.
These are the days, the hours, the moments, that are so fatal. These are the suicidal episodes. But I won't let them win, I won't become a statistic, a sad news story, a corpse in a coffin, I will stay alive. All good things come to an end but all bad things do too.
If it's not OK, it's not the end.
I will fight this beast, this slug, this black dog, this demonic monster.
Tomorrow I'll be on top of the world.
It is the BLACK DOG. It is depression. It is a depressive episode. I don't know how long it will last, hopefully a few hours, not days, not weeks, or months, or years.
I am stuck in treacle, I can't move, even typing these words is too much. The light is too bright. I want to be in the dark in a fetal position, under a blanket, warm, away from the world.
What do I do? Do I give in to the demon telling me I am pathetic and better off dead and find a way, in this safe, restricted envrionment, to kill myself? Do I go to sleep? Do I take a sedative? Do I read a book, but how do I read when words don't make sense and they just move around in order. Do I listen to music? But sad songs make me cry and happy songs annoy me.
Do I lie on my bed staring into thin air and let the feeling pass?
Chocolate. Books. Dogs. Music. Things I love. Right now, chocolate is poison, books are annoying, dogs are ugly and music is too loud, too stimulating.
I will have to ride the wave....an emotion can only last for so long, so I have been told, so I will ride the wave....it is at it's peak, but it will dip, it will come crashing down, back to the shore.
I will wash up on the sand and the sun will shine again and life will be worth living.
These are the days, the hours, the moments, that are so fatal. These are the suicidal episodes. But I won't let them win, I won't become a statistic, a sad news story, a corpse in a coffin, I will stay alive. All good things come to an end but all bad things do too.
If it's not OK, it's not the end.
I will fight this beast, this slug, this black dog, this demonic monster.
Tomorrow I'll be on top of the world.
Monday 25 January 2016
Cheers To Becoming Teetotal
Alcohol is evil really.
It is technically a poison and if it was to be classified now as a new drug it would be a Class A.
It is technically a poison and if it was to be classified now as a new drug it would be a Class A.
There are way more negatives than
positives to alcohol.
Negatives
- Liver disease
- Increases blood pressure
- Increases cholesterol
- Increases risk of diabetes
- Increases your risk of liver disease
- Increases your risk of cancer
- Increases your risk of having a stroke
- Beer goggle mistakes
- Blackouts
- Hangovers
- Making bad decisions
- Regrets
- Waking up not knowing what you did the night before
- Women are more likely to be sexually assaulted when intoxicated
- Expensive
- Most people are arseholes when they are drunk
- Alcohol related brain damage
- Alcohol amnesia
- Addiction
- Reacts badly with many medications
- It's a depressant
- People with mental health problems shouldn't drink alcohol
- It reacts with some psychiatric medication
- People attempt suicide more often when they are intoxicated
- A million more bullet points
- If you drink it in really small amounts every day, it probably reduces your risk of dying prematurely of heart disease
- Loosens inhibitions
- People think you are normal and 'one of the lads'/or you can attend your best friend's wine and cheese party without being shunned for not drinking.
- Some people can drink it and have a good night
So, finally, after only three years of drinking (I first got drunk age 17, well technically 16 by myself but I don't count that, I was 17 when I first got drunk socially, which is pretty late really!) and now age 20 with a few fond memories of drunken nights, such as my 18th birthday and my first year of university when I was an annoying drunk, a hyper drunk, an immature drunk, but mostly a million regrets, countless tales of suicide attempts, overdoses, self harm, ruining parties, ruining my brother's 18th birthday party, being angry, crying, self destructing, embarrassing myself and waking up the next day with physical and emotional injuries and scars, I have decided FOR MYSELF I am going to stop drinking. I am becoming Teetotal, age 20.
This year I turn 21, and I was worrying about all the events in the future that would have meant I was drinking alcohol. Summer Ball, Leavers Beach Party, Graduation Ball, My 21st Birthday. But now I realise this - other people can drink, but I don't have to. I don't need to get slaughtered for my 21st birthday, I can go out for a meal, stay in, have a party and drink soft drinks or non-alcoholic wine. This way I will not be the one embarrassing myself, I will remember the entire evening, I will save money, I will be hangover free, I won't lose the next day, I won't ruin my clothing or break my finger or smash my phone (I hope!)
I have realised now that I HAVE to stop drinking for ME. And no-one else, and everyone else, but predominantly me. Because before, each time I drank and something stupid happened, each time people told me to stop drinking and I said I would, I always did drink again and I tried to pretend that it would be fine this time. I said I was in a good mood so nothing bad would happen (it still did), I said I would only have one glass (famous last words), I said I would have a soft drink and then temptation became too much and I bought myself a glass of wine. Looking at it now, the warning signs were there and it may be too late to repair some of the damage I have caused to both my liver and my life/self/ones who care about me, but equally it may not be.
I know now I need to be confident and happy in the fact that I don't drink. I need to say it with pride, not mumble it with embarrassment. It is hard at the moment, but one day I will be able to be in a room full of people drinking alcohol, sipping my Coke or alcohol-free wine and be completely at peace with it. I want to be able to say "I haven't drunk alcohol in two years" or three or four or ten. I want to be able to say "The last time I had a drink was Thursday 7th January 2016." It was cheap Co-op Rose' wine and it was gross and it wasn't a happy occasion, I overdosed on paracetamol with it.
Every time I want to drink, every time I get that horrible stupid urge to drink, the demon in my head that gets upset and angry that I'm not drinking, the genetic predisposition of alcohol addiction, the infant alcoholic, the night ruiner and liver bully...I will tell it NO. I will remember the last drink I had was a disgusting Rose' wine that twinned with paracetamol, could have killed me, nearly killed me.
So here's to becoming Teetotal. I am sure I will save money, for both myself and the NHS. My liver will thank me, my mind will thank me and everyone who has suffered at the hands of my drunken self will thank me.
Cheers to life with less drama.
(Below are a few articles that I found interesting/useful/inspiring.)
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