Power Of Positive Words – U

I am now on my third set of positive words – going in alphabetical order. I get just as much out of them now as I did when I began this series.

 

Before I began depression treatment the words I used out loud, and in my mind were peppered with negativity. At that time, I did not realize the power that words can have on a person’s mood, attitude, and outlook on life. Depression treatment has taught me to be mindful of the words I use. Creating this list of positive words for each letter of the alphabet has been a terrific way for me to build up a positive word bank. My life is very different now. I see a future laid out before me that will be filled with much joy. I know there will be sorrows, however, I think the joy will outweigh those.

 

Feel free to use anything you see on this list on your blog – or even create your own list of positive words.

 

Upbeat – This word makes me feel positively happy because being upbeat is all about maintaining a positive attitude. I know that if I can remain upbeat -stay positive – then the curveballs that life throws me will not be so difficult for me to manage.

Power Of Positive Words – T

I am now on my third set of positive words – going in alphabetical order. I get just as much out of them now as I did when I began this series.

 

Before I began depression treatment the words I used out loud, and in my mind were peppered with negativity. At that time, I did not realize the power that words can have on a person’s mood, attitude, and outlook on life. Depression treatment has taught me to be mindful of the words I use. Creating this list of positive words for each letter of the alphabet has been a terrific way for me to build up a positive word bank. My life is very different now. I see a future laid out before me that will be filled with much joy. I know there will be sorrows, however, I think the joy will outweigh those.

 

Feel free to use anything you see on this list on your blog – or even create your own list of positive words.

 

Try -This word makes me feel positively happy, because to try means I am not giving up.  I have given up before, and it is a sad and lonely place to be. I realize now I do not have to feel that way, and for me the simplest answer is to try.

Dad's Sprouts

The other night – when I was thinking about all the wonderful things  people had said about dad during his visitation, and  memorial service – it occurred to me that I have been so busy grieving, worrying, and being angry since he died, that there was something very important I had not given any thought to. I realized I had forgotten about the SPROUTS. I am not referring to bean sprouts or Brussels sprouts, I am talking about all the little sprouts dad left ALL OVER the world.

 

It appears that my dad was one of those kinds of bosses that had extremely high expectations for the people that worked for him,  and liked to push people outside of their comfort zones. He would put people in situations where they could learn that they were more capable at accomplishing something than they thought they were. He also showed a willingness to take chances on people – especially young people – that others would have passed by. Although there were times at work that dad could appear to be an angry bear, many people were more afraid of disappointing him than facing his anger. I also learned that dad’s kind, caring, and generous ways extended to more than just his family. I heard several people refer to him as their mentor, grandfather like, and a father figure. These are things that people will remember, and use when they are in a similar position.

 

One of the young people that dad took a chance on – dad hired him immediately after he got out of the navy, and knew him from the time he was a little boy – was just beside himself with grief. During the visitation, he shared a couple things with my family. One was that my dad was the person who taught him how to throw a baseball properly. The other was, dad taking a chance on him was the reason he was able to live the lifestyle he currently had. In my heart, I believe that this young man will always remember the impact dad had on his life, and when the opportunity presents itself to be a strong, positive influence on a young person’s life, he will SEIZE it.

 

Because of what my dad did for a living – for most of my life it was dealing with nuclear energy in some form or another – he had the unique opportunity to travel to many places in the world. One of those places was China – where he lived for 5 1/2 years. It was there that he implemented training procedures for nuclear power plants that the Chinese still use today. Personally, I think his biggest legacy there was teaching several of the Chinese men – who worked for him – how to make American style hamburgers.

 

Quite a few of the people that dad worked with took the time to write down some thoughts and memories they had about him.

One lady wrote:

I owe George so much -from my first month here George always threw me where there was trouble. Things I didn’t think I could handle -he threw me at and when I struggled the most he just stood there and smiled and said nothing. Then he would ask me after it was all over – “What did you learn?” he had a plan the whole time and I was and am grateful to have been in it. Quality – Quality- Quality – that was George in every way. We will all miss him terribly.

 

Part of what another person shared:

George was such a wonderful leader and mentor to so many of us. I recall several instances when you would see him become very passionate. The first one was when he talked about sports or in his case the” University of Kentucky”. The second was when he had the opportunity to mentor/develop individuals like myself that were new to the nuclear industry… My life is so much richer for having known him…

 

I love how part of this letter refers to dad’s sprouts:

…I also admire George’s outlook on the nuclear way of life. While he set high expectations for everyday performance, George also realized that nuclear would die without the infusion of new blood needed to transition the old dogs of the program to the youth of the program. Not only did George demonstrate this on a frequent basis, George promoted the staffing by young men and women who had not one technical degree of nuclear knowledge. Yes because of George’s attitude, the George seeds have been planted and our department consists of a  fair number of people learning the values demonstrated by George. It is almost like George has 30 or so little nuclear Georges developing into the dedicated, professional, and principled leader he was.

 

He even had an impact on his family. One of his Cousins wrote this about him:

Doc – his family called him Doc – was always a hero to me. Yes, he had a hard life growing up, but look what he became… He will be so missed, yet his life should be celebrated…

 

I consider these, and the other memories shared with us gifts. They allowed me to get to know dad in a way I never had before. I am filled with joy at the thought that the sprouts he left behind will grow into the strong person he was.

Free Time

It’s is day 9 of WEGO Health’s Health Activist Writer’s Month Challenge.  Today’s writing prompt is:

Health  Activist Choice!  Write about what ever you want today.

 

I thought that this would be a great time to express how much I have enjoyed participating in the Health Activist Writer’s Month Challenge.  It has been the inspiration that I have been lacking in writing for several months now.  My personal life has been so dramatic  for several months that it has been difficult to concentrate on writing blog posts.  I do not think I was experiencing any kind of burnout, I just think I was feeling overwhelmed with everything going on -especially dad passing away.

 

The inspiration provided by this challenge has given me  the shot in the arm that I needed.  Not only has it been very inspiring working with the prompts, it has also stretched my writing skills and imagination more than they have been a long while.  The prompts have also made it so I’ve been able to refocus my brain, and get back to enjoying my blog  the way I used to.

 

My plan is to stay this inspired, and attempt to get a little more creative with my writing.

My Voice Mail To Depression

For day seven of the WEGO Health’s Health Activist Writer’s Month Challenge the prompt is:

Leave your condition a text or voice mail. Check in with your health by pretending you are leaving a quick note. Bonus points if you find a way to record it in audio form too!

Below you will see the audio file that contains the recording of my voice mail, underneath that is a written copy of what I said.

depression voice mail

Hey depression,

I thought I would check in with you real quick and see how things were going. I know it has been a difficult few months for us, but I wanted you to know save draft how much I really appreciate you letting me be the one in control -most days. Let’s keep up the good work and I’ll check in again with you soon.

Power Of Positive Words-R

I am now on my third set of positive words -going in alphabetical order.  I get just as much out of them now as I if did when I began this series.

 

Before I began depression treatment the words I used out loud, and in my mind were peppered with negativity.  At that time, I did not realize the power that words could have on a person’s mood, attitude, and outlook on life.  Depression treatment has taught me to be mindful of the words I use.  Creating this list of positive words for each letter of the alphabet has been a terrific way for me to build up a positive word bank.  My life is very different now.  I see a future laid out before me that will be filled with much joy.  I know there will be sorrows, however, I think the joy will outweigh those.

 

Feel free to use anything you see on this list on your blog – or even create your own list of positive words.

 

Remarkable -This  word makes me feel positively positive because when I look at my mother I can see how remarkable she is.  It has been very difficult for her since my dad died, but she has handled everything with grace, and done a wonderful job.  She has had to make an awful lot of phone calls that started with ” My husband recently died… “, and as hard as it has been she’s done it.  Although there have been times when she’s been very, very sad, she has shown  a great deal of strength during this difficult time.  She is a remarkable woman and I’m blessed that she is my mother.

The Depression Question Poem

Today is day 7 of WEGO’s Health Activist Writer’s Month Challenge. I think today’s prompt is unusual, but at the same time it has been fun. Today’s prompt is:

Write a poem (5-­‐15 lines) where every line is a health question.

 

Why did depression rule me in every way, every single day?

Is there something in my brain, that has come to stay?

Or was I born this way?

Is there any way to know, what caused my tears to flow, several years ago.

Is depression part of God’s plan, for a wo-man?

What is the lesson I can learn from all the pain in my brain?

Do you think it will go away someday?

Is there any way to know, what caused my tears to flow, several years ago.

What can I do to help myself put my depression on the shelf?

Or should I embrace it and learn from it?

Maybe I should show it who is boss, and give it a toss?

Is there any way to know, what caused my tears to flow, several years ago.

Most likely no, but at least now they are a no go…

I Write About Depression…

I am on day 6 of WEGO Health’s Health Activist Writer’s Month Challenge and this is today’s prompt:

“I write about my health because…”Reflect on why you write, in writing.Meta!

 

Why do I write about my depression? Because it helps me.

In September of 2009 I experienced a short stay in a state run psychiatric hospital. Unfortunately, when I was allowed to leave I still felt like I was filled with out of control emotions  – the strongest was a feeling of rage. I knew that unless I found a healthy way to manage those out of control emotions I would most likely find myself back in that hospital. So, I came up with the idea of writing – blogging – about the stuff in my head. My thinking was if I could get those emotions out of me – through writing – then I might stand a chance at getting them under control. For the most part, it has worked out that way.

To this day, I am not completely sure why I chose a public forum – blogging – to do my journaling. Most likely it had something to do with accountability, and hoping to find support.

What started off as an experiment in journaling has grown into something much more. Writing has allowed me to look at my issues from a different perspective – giving me an opportunity to understand myself better, and make different choices for myself. My writing has become a valuable tool in my depression treatment. It has also helped me create a wonderful online support system, and made it possible for me to meet some people who have become very special to me. The thing that has surprised me the most is how much I enjoy writing. It is something I never thought I had any talent for, and when I was younger I disliked it intensely.

Somehow, all this journaling about my depression, and connecting with other people who have mental health issues has turned me into a Mental Health Activist. The more I have gotten to know other people with mental health diagnosises, heard their stories, and learned how the world treats people like me, the more passionate I have become about being one of the voices that speaks out against stigmatizing people with mental health issues.

I write about my depression because it helps me. It helps me learn about myself, and encourages me to grow. I write because it is an outlet for my emotions. Writing has helped me make friends, and find my voice. It has allowed me to share my story, and add my voice to the growing number of voices that speak out against the stigma that surrounds people with mental health issues.