hospital life sucks
In a hospital bed, in an 8 person ward, and I can’t even get out bed to go to the bathroom.
I’m having my blood taken every 4 hours, and my blood pressure tested ~ bp is 108 / 83, and my heart rate is 115, at 05:00 this morning.
Let me tell you a catheter is not fun.
Not as bad as the pain in my right kidney. Latest guess is it’s an infection, so I’m now on antibiotics But I know that stress and depression on its own can make you physically Ill.
Today I had my first bed bath, which was a little embarrassing, but not as embarrassing as having a catheter inserted into my penis by a lady doctor and a nurse.
Thank you all for your kind wishes. Lucky they have Wi-Fi in this hospital.
This picture makes me feel happier
we should think twice before we burn everything behind us
I suffer from a debilitating and high risk mental illness called Borderline Personality Disorder, (BPD), which often produces a lot of emotional suffering accompanied with an inability to live anything like a normal life. Sometimes my mind feels like an abandoned building.
However, there is an odd characteristic about BPD in that suffers will often say that they either feel everything or nothing at all. What I do know is that before today I was feeling emotionally hurt and vulnerable.
People with BPD have an exquisite vulnerability to emotions, and this susceptibility is hardwired. ~ Shari Y. Manning, Ph.D
In the past week I have had some difficult days filled with jealousy, paranoia, and anger. Those negative feelings do me no good at all, and when I am in that state I say and do things I later regret. I make stupid, impulsive, and irrational decisions. I say hurtful truths to others and feel immediate remorse. I upset people I care for, get drunk, and think about just ending it all. The dark side of me seeks to punish myself and everyone else. My thoughts and perceptions become extreme, it’s black and white thinking, or what the psychiatrists call splitting. And all of it hurts.
The pain and suffering that comes from something like Borderline Personality Disorder and Bipolar Disorder happens suddenly. The pain and suffering affects every aspect of the identity; physical, mental, emotional, and spiritual. And the chaos and pain can go on, and on, and on ~ until something happens that allows some beginnings of recovery. For some recovery begins with a proper diagnosis, treatment, and medication. For me recovery began with admitting that I was truly ill, and then learning all I could about Borderline Personality Disorder. For me, real recovery began with the courage to accept the mental, emotional, and spiritual pain and then decide that I don’t have to live like that anymore.
For most, the greatest pain is emotional ~ and I mean intense emotions such as anger, jealousy, regret, remorse, and hopelessness. The mental pain experienced by those with Borderline Personality Disorder is very specific and different from the anguish suffered by those with a depressive disorder. But there is one other mystery about BPD, it also produces high levels of physical pain, and yet the pain of self-harm is never felt at all. This is probably due to dissociation, the shutting down of parts of the brain due to intense stress.
This is why those who suffer from intense emotional pain also self-harm ~ the physical pain they inflict upon themselves helps to negate their intense emotional suffering
Some say that Borderline Personality Disorder is an illness that revolves around pain. And that emotional outbursts seem to come out of nowhere. All I know is that in accepting the pain I can begin the hard work of real recovery.
at the end of the day
even the best booze doesn’t help
man is nothing without love
but love hurts, love is pain
rainbows only follow the rain
dawn’s ephemeral early light
only follows the dark of night
wanting, needing, bringing
the beautiful pain of longing
let her go, release the dove
words and pictures by jack collier
You will forget your misery, you will only recall it as waters that have passed away.
Trust in yourself
Forget your history
The pain and misery
The abusing memories
They are not alive to batter
Some feelings no longer matter
Just a bleak reminder of the past
There is no more sorrowful heartbreak
Torture and heartache have passed and gone
Don’t look back, the sun has begun to shine for you
Be content with new mysteries and make new memories
words and pictures by jack collier