Thursday, April 13, 2017

Seasons of Change

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I've been kind of quiet around here lately.

It's not been my intention, but when things happen in my personal life I tend to put other things on hold to navigate through them. The blog becomes one of those things.

The blog.

My blog.

I'm not sure why I used that term. Maybe I'm growing out of blogging, but I doubt it.

I'm actually in the process of a much needed redesign. I'm close to having it completed but - alas - life has gotten in the way.

How dare it do so, right?

How dare life be what stops me from writing as much as I normally would.

But sometimes things are not meant to be shared in a space of public consumption.

Sometimes you have to respect all parties and people involved enough to know when to say when.

I'm very open and honest here in my space.

My space. Huh. Makes sense how that old environment came up with its name, doesn't it? [I'm just a little bit too young for myspace - so my aha! moment just there is not that many years a'comin'.]

Anyway. I'm open. Honest. Real. Sometimes raw.

I speak personally about my life, my emotions, my love and my loss. My losses.

I've grieved openly and honestly about so many things I've lived through.

I've written and shared pieces from inside my deepest self.

I've used this space as therapy in some ways. I've used it to share what I needed to share and determined that whether or not people responded was fine.

I've used it to evaluate my worth. Numbers. Statistics. Like those on the scale, I've measured and counted and watched and thought long and hard about whether or not they mattered.

And they do. Even if they don't. Or they don't. Even if they do.

But either way, this space remains.

And I return to it now - with hopes that I'll continue to use it in ways that I enjoy.

I'll write.

As openly or as honestly as I'd like, yes. But with respect to those around me.

As a mother (many of my readers are mothers, so you know and understand this if you are a writer yourself) I share my words with my daughter in mind.

I respect things she experiences and I watch her grow and flourish and I continue to work with her on the things that she lives through, things that we, as family, live through. And I continue to teach her and learn from her.

She is my heart. My heart outside my body. And so it goes.

Motherhood is meant to be the kind of experience where you literally have your heart walking around outside your body as you watch it grow, flourish and fly.

And so it goes. That is what I'll watch and support. Breathe deeply and live through. And some of that I'll share with all of you. From my perspective. As a mom. And from my perspective. As a person. And none of that will change, for what I need to ensure is that I share of me for you. Because I think that's what you're here for. And that's why you stick around. And that's why you and I? We're connected. Friends, even. Because as the seasons change we still find ways to share. And that - to me - is what blogging is all about.

Sunday, April 9, 2017

9 Fun Mugs You'll Want For Yourself

Fun Mugs for The Perfect Gift for a Friend, Family Member, Or Just For You!

Sometimes I think I'm a mug fanatic.

I love buying them as gifts, but I rarely do. Not sure why. Just tend not to.

I love buying them for myself even more. Don't do that often enough, either.

But I thought I'd round up some of my favorites in case you or someone you know (or maybe you want to buy me one?) is in need of some cheer while you sip your coffee or tea in the coming weeks.

* Affiliate links are provided throughout this post to facilitate your shopping experience. * 

Monday, March 27, 2017

14 Beach Reads You'll Dive Right Into

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Find yourself dealing with a huge case of spring fever? With the weather ebbing and flowing from cold to warm to cold to hot and cold again, it's bound to have hit you sooner rather than later this year. I know I'm already battling the pollen here in NC, and it's not pretty! So I'm ready for a full-fledged spring and then itching to move forward to some beautiful beach weather. 

To prep yourself for that I've got a list of 2017 releases that will be perfect for that day in the park, that sun catching day at the beach, or just to carve out some time on those gloomy weekends when the sun isn't quite shining. 

As always, there are affiliate links throughout this post with which any purchases you make will help support Good Girl Gone Redneck and keep me in the great reads!

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Managing Emotions

I'm an emotional person.

This has been a given. Know me, know I'm emotional.

And it's interesting what sort of control we're supposed to have over our emotions, isn't it?

That we're supposed to bite back the howls and the hollers.

Let the tears fall silently and wipe them away when nobody is looking.

I haven't written in over a week.

Maybe longer.

But I haven't written and that's not working for me.

Because as an emotional person, I breathe through my words.

I'm experiencing a lot right now, personally.

I'm not going to get into it - but if you know me you know I have anxiety and you know I find my way. And so - I continue to do that now, with extra emotions on-hand.

But I won't check them. I can't.

I can't shove them down deeply into my being and ignore them until I explode.

Until I implode.

And so I write.

I write when I need to say things I can't put to "paper" - virtual or otherwise.

I write when my body is tired and I feel like I've been run over by a Mack truck, and I can't figure out how to lift myself up.

I write when I'm missing someone I love and holding on to their memory.

I write when I struggle with motherhood and can't figure out if I'm doing anything right but know that I'm trying.

I write for comfort. For healing. To remind myself that I have a voice.

And so. I'll continue to write.

Even if it's a once in a while thing. I'll do it when I can and when I need to. And I hope you'll still read it when I write it. Because that's all I ask of you. Is that you read my words. And that you hear me.

Friday, March 10, 2017

The Role of Empathy in Peer and Clinical Support

* Author's note: I do not and would not claim to be, nor have I ever stated that I was or am, an expert on all things mental health related. That said, I'm writing this from experience - both, as a social worker, and a volunteer in various aspects of the mental health world. I would appreciate some grace as you read this so I ask you keep that in mind and know I do not judge YOU for the work that you do. I just encourage you to keep learning, working towards the goals you have set for yourself, and respecting all others along the way. *

Working in the mental health field is a role that I wouldn't train for anything in the world.

I truly believe that this is the place I belong.

I love my clients. I love working with people at different stages of their needs, different levels of support. All of it. I love the feeling I get when I hang up the phone and recognize that they have recognized that the work they're doing or have done MATTERS in the scheme of things that is their life.

I also love the volunteer work I do. Supporting women who are experiencing or have experienced perinatal mental health disorders is something I'd give up for - well - for absolutely no reason that I can think of at this time.

And honestly? I hope to combine the two in some way in the not so distant future.

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