G- Man is what we like to call my father, Graham, cause he's "the man," "the man with a plan," all witty slogans my brothers have come up with. He is one of a kind I can tell you that much! For starters, when walking into my parents closet you honestly cannot decipher whose side is whose. My dad LOVES colourful fashion attire (apple doesn't fall far from the tree).
Those who know him, or know of him, know he is a brilliant man. It's truly incredible the amount of work hours he puts in.. Anyways! This morning, given that its finally #BellLetsTalk Day, I texted him saying exactly that as I figured after our discussion about the event yesterday he got it. Having said that, he has been crazy busy and rather than not responding, the guy calls me concerned! Concerned as he thought I meant "lets talk," presumably, but how great of a response is that?!
At 9 am intiatives for today were already at 9.6 million interactions. 20 minutes later we're at 12 million. Our total last year was 10 million...OH CANADA! I LOVE IT!
Find me on twitter: @lifeofdorothy
or Instagram: @l.i.fe.dorothy_
#BellLetsTalk
Wednesday, 28 January 2015
Tuesday, 27 January 2015
"How Can I Help?"
Ever ask yourself how you could contribute, or help your local, regional, even national community in the fight against stigma, mental health/illness, suicide, abuse, recovery.....? Well, tomorrow, January 28th YOU CAN!
"Tomorrow is Bell Let's Talk Day! We'll donate 5 cents for every tweet that includes the #BellLetsTalk hashtag"
SO START SPREADING THE WORD AND OPENING UP THE CONVERSATION FOLKS!
(Besides, you know you're going to go on your cell phone at some point tomorrow. Why not make it count, even if it's just 5 cents! It goes much further than you realize!)
Look for me on twitter: lifeofdorothy + instagram: l.i.fe.dorothy_ (weird placement of periods but..WHATEVER!)
Hope you're all having a wonderful day!
p.s HAPPY BIRTHDAY MOM! I LOVE YOU!
Monday, 19 January 2015
January + Depression
"They may have trouble with abandonment"
"Anyone who has experienced depression understands the burden it can be. It can also be a burden for those closest to them. Sometimes when you let someone in enough to see the struggles you have, they walk the other way. Though it's hard to blame these people for leaving, it creates a serious feeling of abandonment for those with depression. It forges a need for secrecy, out of fear of the recession of those they love. There is nothing more heartbreaking than finding out your ugliest layer of self is too ugly for someone you love to handle."
Depression creates a suffocating lack of control, and being able to control at least something, can be all a person has. I know for my situation, often times I attempt to try and control the relationships around me in sheer fear of abandonment. I worry about things all the time that I know people would criticize or label as "crazy," "intense," "controlling," but have they been in my shoes or this head and felt those demons? Likely. I feel like everyone I know has either directly or indirectly been hurt one way or another and therefore they know what pain, suffer, melancholy and hurt feels like. And I'm sure some know what it is like when, though you may feel like you're at "your best" things are just not going the way you had thought they were.
For instance, I am finished university FINALLY, living in Kitchener on my own, my family is healthy and happy, my boyfriend is healthy and happy, and heck so are my dogs! I have little responsibility currently other than my awesome volunteer work, am still sober as a judge, seeking help,yet, I cry every day! Not for long, but I cry uncontrollably and rather than asking myself why I just let them flow. It's ok to be human you know. We cry, we get upset, and sometimes maybe we yell, but thats apart of life! I'm told all the time "well, thats life!" THEN LET ME CRY! LET ME BE ME! "It's all good"
Just try your best to remember that it's just another day. Day by day. As cliche as it sounds, my #1 tool right now is trying my best to not think about the future so damn much or I'll drive myself crazy! "Cross that bridge when you get there!" Live for today. Right now. This is your moment, your life. Everything in the end will be ok, and as someone once quoted, "if it's not okay, it's not the end." It aint over till it's over!
HAVE A WICKED AWESOME MONDAY! SERIOUSLY! ENJOY TODAY FOR TODAY! Whatever the heck that may be! Find some beauty or something positive to enjoy about today! I DARE YOU!
#dorothysays
Love always,
Your pal, Dorothy
ps. WISHING ONE OF MY FAVOURITE PEOPLE ON THIS ENTIRE EARTH THE HAPPIEST 27TH BIRTHDAY EVER! @PSURG YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE PAL!
"Anyone who has experienced depression understands the burden it can be. It can also be a burden for those closest to them. Sometimes when you let someone in enough to see the struggles you have, they walk the other way. Though it's hard to blame these people for leaving, it creates a serious feeling of abandonment for those with depression. It forges a need for secrecy, out of fear of the recession of those they love. There is nothing more heartbreaking than finding out your ugliest layer of self is too ugly for someone you love to handle."
Depression creates a suffocating lack of control, and being able to control at least something, can be all a person has. I know for my situation, often times I attempt to try and control the relationships around me in sheer fear of abandonment. I worry about things all the time that I know people would criticize or label as "crazy," "intense," "controlling," but have they been in my shoes or this head and felt those demons? Likely. I feel like everyone I know has either directly or indirectly been hurt one way or another and therefore they know what pain, suffer, melancholy and hurt feels like. And I'm sure some know what it is like when, though you may feel like you're at "your best" things are just not going the way you had thought they were.
For instance, I am finished university FINALLY, living in Kitchener on my own, my family is healthy and happy, my boyfriend is healthy and happy, and heck so are my dogs! I have little responsibility currently other than my awesome volunteer work, am still sober as a judge, seeking help,yet, I cry every day! Not for long, but I cry uncontrollably and rather than asking myself why I just let them flow. It's ok to be human you know. We cry, we get upset, and sometimes maybe we yell, but thats apart of life! I'm told all the time "well, thats life!" THEN LET ME CRY! LET ME BE ME! "It's all good"
Just try your best to remember that it's just another day. Day by day. As cliche as it sounds, my #1 tool right now is trying my best to not think about the future so damn much or I'll drive myself crazy! "Cross that bridge when you get there!" Live for today. Right now. This is your moment, your life. Everything in the end will be ok, and as someone once quoted, "if it's not okay, it's not the end." It aint over till it's over!
HAVE A WICKED AWESOME MONDAY! SERIOUSLY! ENJOY TODAY FOR TODAY! Whatever the heck that may be! Find some beauty or something positive to enjoy about today! I DARE YOU!
#dorothysays
Love always,
Your pal, Dorothy
ps. WISHING ONE OF MY FAVOURITE PEOPLE ON THIS ENTIRE EARTH THE HAPPIEST 27TH BIRTHDAY EVER! @PSURG YOU KNOW WHO YOU ARE PAL!
Monday, 5 January 2015
I want to share my story for all to see! But on Ellen..
2015 "the year of change" I have continued to say to myself. Contrary to previous years where I thought a lot and did not actually "do," excluding last year as it was my first butt kicking year, I'm doing something! Something I've dreamed about but never thought I would actually do is go see Ellen Degeneres live. My mom also turns 60 this year and I want to make a special memory for this year of birth, as a decade ago we went to see the Mona Lisa! Same significance as Ellen in modern day times if I do say so myself. (Except Ellen actually talks and makes me laugh where Mona Lisa stares blankly and reminds me of my mothers "you're in big trouble stare." Alright, enough jokes.)
I applied to Ellen's tv show to "share my story" and the likelihood of being picked is small to none but I tried! And that's what counts. We were born to try so why not?
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