the Mental Health FAQ's

At Living Sunder, we believe that a healthy mind and body go hand-in-hand. The brain is an organ within the body, it sounds obvious, yet so many of us seem to forget this. I have a plethora of physical problems as well as living with mental illness (no, these aren't dirty words). Addressing them together only ever improved my life, and continues to do so.

I often find myself crocheting. I enjoy it and find it soothing and peaceful. Early on in therapy, I utilized crochet as a form of art therapy to combat intrusive thoughts and to work through many of my compulsions and disruptive behaviors. 

I, collectively, have always subscribed to the belief that if you can improve your quality of life, try. Try through the fear. Try through the pain. Try through the torment, anguish, terror, joy, glee, or play. Try. If something improved my quality of life, even if for a day, I did that thing.

Yes! I do. I had to slow down for a while a couple of years back because my family needed me, and before that, I had lost people in my life who were very close to me, but I have been slowly getting back into it more and more again.

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That probably had to be when I "woke up" in Canada. Years ago, BT (Before Therapy), I had long bouts of dissociation. There are consecutive months I still don't have memories of, but people bring up to me because something impactful - either negatively or positively - had occurred. One such occasion was when I had been asleep on a bench. I could hear a heavy clanging and wind whipping material through the air. My senses first grabbed hold of this and then clung to so I could try to remain aware of what was occurring. I didn't know I was living with Dissociative Identity Disorder - not until I had gone to the Mayo Clinic in Jacksonville, FL (United States), but I had figured out that during high moments of stress, there were times. I could not recall what happened afterward. I gripped tightly to those sounds and the smells that were carried by the wind. After trying to adjust my pounding head and eyes to my surroundings, I did a double take because the flag pole that had been causing all that noise was a Canadian flag. I was in a park in Ontario, Canada, near Toronto.