Loss of identity, independence and withdrawn
Thank you so much for your kind words 😊
Im glad that your friend and carer are looking after you and your beautiful cat.
Im glad your medication has helped you it must feed good to be calmer.
Im sorry that some of your friends have disappeared since you have been sick. I understand that this would have been hard to accept, but I’m so glad that you have Jesus in your life 🙏
I guess we realise who are true friends are in our life’s..
Please chat to us anytime Chunty…… I enjoy our little chats, in life I enjoy making someone else’s day just for them to realise that there are caring loving people out there ❤️🙏
I'm so glad the medication's made some positive difference to you. Pain is such a terrible mind altering thing at times. To have your faith is so important. It can help with perspective. Actually, many years ago I used to carry around a key ring with the letters 'WWJD?', a reminder of not 'What would I do?' in this situation but 'What Would Jesus Do?'.
Fair weather friends can be such a challenge, disappearing when things get too stormy or too difficult. People who don't have the ability to face a challenge with us are questionable. Cats are definitely a whole other story. Can recall having a cat some years ago who, for me, was a life saver. It's like she just knew when I was having a deeply depressing day. She'd show up and just love me. There's something incredibly special about animals.
Was talking to my daughter just the other day about a cat who tends to hang around our house a lot, pretty much full time. We found out she lives just down the road and only returns home for food. We discovered she first felt put out when her carers brought a kitten and a puppy into their household. She came to us kind of like a miracle. Last year, with my daughter beginning to struggle through VCE and lockdowns here in Melbourne, she wished for a cat and within that week this cat showed up. Personally, I wished we didn't have the expense of a cat. Due to complications with the previous 2 cats, combined we'd spent over $7000 on them. I got my wish too. What is even more amazing is this cat is the spitting image of the one I'd loved so much, a cat of quite a unique appearance.
I love miracles Chunty. I see them everywhere, in just about everything. While some people mock me a little while saying 'You look into stuff too much, seeing miracles in just about everything', I say 'Is there a problem with that?'. In my opinion, no problem at at all. How can we find the magic in life if we're not looking for it?
You are so incredibly kind, thank you for your thoughtful message 🙂
Yes, I still work in aged care. I actually started where I'm at now just over 3 years ago after experiencing quite a number of years out of the workforce, in order to work in raising my kids and help my mum. I work in the kitchen there. I actually worked in aged care in my 20s as well (I'm now 51). I love being a part of an industry where both the staff and residents are thoughtful and caring. I much prefer serving conscious and considerate people rather than serving a percentage of the public that I know will trigger me in a number of ways.
I suppose I developed my 'I just have to know' or my wonder attitude when I first came out of 15 or so years in depression, around the age of 35. I wonder how my brain works, how my body works and how I work on a soulful level. I wonder how other people naturally work too. I wonder about what leads things to go so wrong at times for myself and others. I suppose what I've come to learn so far is partly through having developed the curiosity of a child. I've had a few people suggest to me the route of psychology. I suppose I don't pursue it partly based on my lack of stamina when it comes to the study and commitment it would take. You never know, maybe I'll feel passionately driven to take it up in the future. I'll keep an open mind.
I've come to observe over the years how prone sensitive/deeply feeling people are to mental health challenges. If we're sensitive enough to feel our thoughts, to feel our lack of direction, to feel the pain of others, to feel our triggers, to feel the depressing/degrading or stressful nature of others and feel their words or their actions and even their inaction in some cases, etc then I believe our challenges can be great at times. For some years I wondered why I occasionally felt myself returning to depression, it was confirmation through a spiritual coach I know which provided clarity on this. I can recall saying to her something along the lines of 'Every time I can sense myself entering into what feels like a depression, is this me feeling myself in a challenge I need to master?' She smiled and nodded in acknowledgement. So, these days it's become a matter of 'What is the challenge I'm feeling?', instead of asking 'Why am I becoming depressed?' Some challenges hold some undeniably sad elements. I believe it's in the nature of a sensitive person to grieve over certain things, in order to gradually move forward.