“Maybe he likes his own company better than I like mine?”
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“Maybe he likes his own company better than I like mine?”
I just wanted everyone to see how scary having an eating disorder is, especially coming from someone who struggled with it for several years.
This made me cry…
My mom suffered from bulimia most of her life. My junior year of high school she was hospitalized because it got so bad. She weighed 103 at 5'6. She never explained to my sister and I, at how bad it was until they made her inpatient. She just said she’s going to a place where “she can get help”. She’s also a recovering addict so I assumed it was that. I didn’t see her for 2 months and we would visit every weekend when she was there. I still remember the day we all sat on the grass in front on a blanket and she finally told us why she was there. I was 17. Now I am 23 and years later I had a college course on nutrition. I watched a video of women struggling to keep weight on and having various eating disorders. I couldn’t sit through the movie because it hurt so bad to watch them struggle. I’m reblogging this because it isn’t always the person with the eating disorder that suffers. She hasn’t purged since 2008. I just want you all to know you can get through this and love yourself. Please know you’re worth so much more than you think you are. I swear and I promise, you will get through this. Don’t give up!
I had been bullied into an eating disorder to the point that I was in a hospital with a feeding tube down my throat. Watch out what you tell people guys because of my eating disorder I have a lot of stomach and digestion problems and can barely eat now whether I want to or not. It’s terrifying, but for those fighting one now don’t give up, things get better
This post gets better each time I check it
I was hospitalized over a year ago after being diagnosed with anorexia. Today I thought about letting myself relapse because I felt like no one else understood what it was like for someone battling an eating disorder… I thought only people with eating disorders understood. That comment, coming from the girl whose mother had bulimia, just changing my plans. Thank you. 507 days free from Ana.
This is so powerful
This is what an eating disorder is. It’s a bitch.
This is a map of Asia. North Americans, you may notice this map is not solely comprised of Japan, Korea, China and Thailand. People in the UK, you may notice India is not a continent. That is, if those of you who generalize entire continents can even pinpoint India on a map. Indians are Asian, gasp! And not all brown skinned people are Indian, also, gasp! There are an alarming amount of people, of all ages, from all backgrounds, who seem to be unable to process this.
I’m ethnically Asian. Since Asia is an extremely large continent, I could be from any number of countries. I am neither from India, China, Korea, Japan or Pakistan, yet not so surprisingly, I am still Asian.
Yes, there are commonalities across regions, through the conflation of cultures, colonialism, globalization, transnationalism and movement of diasporas. Sometimes these are all the same thing. Rickshaws, rice and curry can be found across the continent. But let’s not overgeneralize. You can also find Buddhists, Catholics, Muslims and Hindus across Asia. Cantonese Speaking Chinese Muslims! English Speaking Indian Jews!
No, we are not all the same. Orientalism? (Please look up Edward Said for basic concepts) No thank you.
Geography, people. It’s important.
This pops up on my dash every so often. I reblog it again, not just because I wrote it, but because nothing has changed since I first posted this.
What’s cool about Iran is that it falls in 3 different regions of Asia so depending on what part of Iran you’re in, you can kind of get culture shocked a bit. The central and western part of the country is West Asia, the north east is Central Asia, and the southeast is in South Asia.
To the folks wondering about Russia being included, I want to mention that the cultural debates and angst about that has been going on for CENTURIES. While France has been pretty fetishized all the way back from Peter the Great, there is no question that we are not Europe, even with that influence showing really obviously in historical seats of power like St. Petersburg. Nonetheless, the whole country was under control of the Mongols (The Golden Horde) from roughly 1242 to 1480, and that left an enormous Mongolian and Tatar heritage that remains to this day. The ancient Scythians are huge in the cultural imagination as well. And besides… look at the Russians who are outside the standard “Kievan Rus” phenotype (which most folks assume is how all Russians look.)
Here are three of the 30 distinct ethnic groups in Siberia alone:
Buryat grandfather, photo by Alexander Newby
Evenk children, photo by Evgenia Arbugaeva
Young Yakut couple, photographer unknown
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AS SOMEONE WITH NORTHERN IRANIAN (AZERBAIJANI)/RUSSIAN/ HAZARA-PERSIAN/ UYGHUR-CHINESE ANCESTRY THIS IS SUCH A BEAUTIFUL POST
And that’s why sometimes you’ll see a person with curly black hair, pale skin, and hazel-green eyes (my grand-father’s sister) who turn out to be Chinese. Mad recessive genes game at play, I swear. Mongols, they really got around.
I will reblog this post whenever I’ll see it. Like, as yakutian person I thank you for including Yakuts, man!
20 ways to slice the European continent from Atlas of Prejudice 2 by Yanko Tsvetkov.
Internship Post # 5
Even though I should be studying right now, I have to post this since I’m down to my last week in the clinic that I’ve been interning for the past 2 months. Recalling my experiences, there were really downfalls and novice moments when my competency as a therapist was put to the test. I had those moments when I was belittled and shouted at but it made me tougher and that’s what matters.
Nevertheless, I also had those moments when I felt like I was making a difference. Case in point, the mother of my patient with communication disorder (and delays in concepts) was telling me how her daughter was able to write her own name and numbers 1-10 now without verbal and visual cues. On the other hand, I also had a patient with developmental delays (with autistic features) improving eye contact and able to indicate needs through “palms up” gesture consistently. On the adult setting, I’ve also had a chance to meet the most positive people doing the managements prescribed even if they’ve been in therapy for more than 2 years.
To some people, this would not amount to much. But to me, as a therapist, and also to patients and the parents, it really means a lot to see this small progress.
Where I’m at currently in this program
My OT mentor’s advice: “When you go into a patient’s room, you want to try to be a blank slate. By that, I mean you do not want to bring any baggage in there. Whether your day is going bad or your previous session did not go as planned, you do not want to see a patient thinking about the previous patient or your own issues. Your patient needs and deserves your full care and attention. They need you to be ready. I know we’re human, and this can be hard. But as much as possible, you have to try to drop all your baggage before you walk in, and go in there with a clean blank slate.”
Yes. Reminder to self. ❤️
Treating while preparing for oral examinations
Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water. Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes. Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting. You made it, after all. You made it, another day. And you can make it one more. You’re doing just fine.
Charlotte Eriksson (via dryyoureyes-startbelieving)
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This is probably the part where I am going to say that I have been enjoying my therapy sessions with the pediatric setting more than the adult setting. The “Thank Yous!” of the child’s caregivers are more fulfilling than the adult setting. There were times when I felt like the therapy sessions with my adult clients felt like a routine.
It’s funny because few months ago I was about to embrace my path to specializing in the adult setting and totally shunning the doors of the pediatric setting. Some things do change.
What did Supraspinatus, Infraspinatus, Teres Minor and Subscapularis say to Teres Major?
You can’t SITS with us.
I love this more than I am willing to say.
Oh shit this is a really good joke
I just want to say that I shared this joke at Inservice today and it was a hit! Haha
Omg that’s so amazing! This made me soo happy 😭
You may not see it today or tomorrow, but you will look back in a few years and be absolutely perplexed and awed by how every little thing added up and brought you somewhere wonderful - or where you always wanted to be. You will be grateful that things didn’t work out the way you once wanted them to.
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via The Stigma Project
When anyone (other than my supervisor) tries to tell me how to work with my clients
I’m like:
When I’m in the mood to listen to non-client problems
When I’m not:
There are days when I’m tired, exhausted or sleepy and want to call in to work. But I remind myself that my clients need a consistent relationship to get well and that I need to be there for them. So despite how tired or sleepy I might feel, I must always be present and “on” for my clients so that they can get the help they need and deserve.
When a client asks me a personal question and I freeze
my brain is like:
Internship Post #4 (Diaries from the forensics)
When I'm leading group therapy sessions in the forensics ward, I become curious to their stories. Some questions that would usually run through my mind would be, "What did they do?" or "What was it like for them outside?" or even "How could I make an impact?" It has been a constant struggle for this week. Although I love the process of doing these sessions with my patients, I feel like working in the psychiatric setting is very taxing both physical and mental. You have to have genuine empathy to build rapport but you also need to assert your authority or they will manipulate you. No wonder few OTs work at this setting. I still have less than 3 weeks left and I'm hoping that I can leave an impact.