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My Life Being Mental: May 2013
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My Life Being Mental. Friday, May 31, 2013. My hands are trembling. I look down and see that familiar wiggling of paper that is being held by my uncooperative extremities while willing my body to stop. I feel that familiar buzzing in my head and I know they can see me shake. "You can do this! You can do this! Is drumming in my head. Finally I am defeated. I can't do this! I am an animal with no way out except to attack. I AM OUT OF HERE! Concerns of 12:1:1 team. 1 Student safety and safety of others.
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My Life Being Mental: March 2014
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My Life Being Mental. Friday, March 7, 2014. I Wish I Could Change the World. I don't have a clue what to call this post. I stare at the computer screen and just wish that the use of Seclusion Closets would be banned and people would be forced to make better choices regarding our children. My internal alarm goes off and my brain says, "Take a step back and breath.". Grabbing a child and dragging them kicking and screaming down a hallway into a seclusion closet is a restraint. Three weeks ago Sam was in c...
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My Life Being Mental: June 2013
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My Life Being Mental. Saturday, June 15, 2013. When It Is Time To Bow Out. Groups are difficult for Sam. This is one of our most recent experiences in a group activity. You can't tell me what to do! I am sitting a few feet away and my ears tune in. Don't look at me! Still sitting, my full attention is on Sam while he is shouting at some boys. I sit with the woman who is taking my money for camping and she says nothing. Stop looking at me! Now everyone's ears are tuned in. I look and nobody is laughing.
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My Life Being Mental: February 2014
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My Life Being Mental. Thursday, February 27, 2014. Do We Have the Right? This is my rebuttal of a blog post that I saw earlier today. I don't know exactly how to paraphrase but I think the point the blogger was trying to make is that Autism Parents can be just as cruel as Neurotypical Parents. The only reason why I am reposting is because I feel the need. It is the same for all of us bloggers, I believe. I had to look up the word pejoratively which means "having a disparging, derogatory, or belittling ef...
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My Life Being Mental: Being BiPolar
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My Life Being Mental. Sunday, January 19, 2014. How do you spell BiPolar? Or is it just Bipolar? It doesn't really matter how you spell it or what part you capitalize. Well, maybe to those that have to be grammatically correct and I am not one of those people. I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me, but I do want people to understand how difficult it is. Pick yourself up by the bootstraps? What is it now? 1 out of 50 families live with Autism? 1 a: of, relating to, or being intellectual as contrasted w...
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My Life Being Mental: September 2013
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My Life Being Mental. Monday, September 23, 2013. I Was Going To Make A Facebook Post But. I was going to make a post but I decided against it. My daughter always says that her friends are interested in Sam's page but my posts are too long. I did a presentation last week and I was telling my daughter about how I make speeches without notes and she says yeah, you don't need notes. I think her point is that I never run out of things to say. So I am blogging my post because I have too much on my mind. So I ...
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My Life Being Mental: January 2014
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My Life Being Mental. Sunday, January 19, 2014. How do you spell BiPolar? Or is it just Bipolar? It doesn't really matter how you spell it or what part you capitalize. Well, maybe to those that have to be grammatically correct and I am not one of those people. I don't want anyone to feel sorry for me, but I do want people to understand how difficult it is. Pick yourself up by the bootstraps? What is it now? 1 out of 50 families live with Autism? 1 a: of, relating to, or being intellectual as contrasted w...
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My Life Being Mental: May 2014
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My Life Being Mental. Friday, May 9, 2014. I have a tattoo of a sunflower on my right shoulder to always remember my small space of heaven. Sunflower to me represent good mental health. One of my favorite memories was visiting my elderly neighbor and she would talk and talk about how much she loved my sunflowers. I told the teacher I would talk to him and find out what I could and I would get back with what I find. The teacher is trying really hard to communicate with me, even though he is probably s...
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My Life Being Mental: December 2013
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My Life Being Mental. Saturday, December 21, 2013. I LOVE YOU, I Hate You. You would think that after twenty years of psychotherapy that I would get how my behavior inpacts what happens to me. I have't "gotten it" yet. I am still trying. This is what I found from a website called "Ask a Biploar". Sounds familiar. I watch my son with these same issues of perceiving the world differently. So how do I correct this? BP) can also show this pattern. Essentially it is what it says… and we’ll add...UNYFEAT's mis...
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My Life Being Mental: July 2013
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My Life Being Mental. Friday, July 26, 2013. I sit at my computer and cry. I am whipped. I am so tired that I can hardly move. The only part of my body that will move is my fingers. My thoughts never stop whirling so I do the only thing I can. I type. So while I sit and listen to the taped message over and over and over, my mind wanders to the subject of equality. What is equality really? Are we fitted into the times we are born into? Again, I think of Sam with his disability. He was born into this w...
