{"id":1884,"date":"2019-03-30T09:21:34","date_gmt":"2019-03-30T15:21:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.irenenorth.com\/writings\/?p=1884"},"modified":"2024-04-22T02:46:12","modified_gmt":"2024-04-22T02:46:12","slug":"the-ups-but-mostly-downs-of-the-week-that-was","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/2019\/03\/30\/the-ups-but-mostly-downs-of-the-week-that-was\/","title":{"rendered":"The ups, but mostly downs, of the week that was"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/I-will-be-fine.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-large wp-image-1885\" src=\"https:\/\/www.irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/I-will-be-fine-1024x756.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"629\" height=\"464\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I often tell people that just being me is an overwhelming experience on the best of days. Most people have an idea of what I&#8217;m going through, but they never truly know.<\/p>\n<p>I write the words I do here because I&#8217;m not ashamed of my diagnosis. I am one small cog in a giant wheel talking about mental illness to help remove the stigma associated with it. I am here for that one person who reads what I write and says, \u201cyeah, me too. I get that.\u201d<!--more--><\/p>\n<p>Last week was a difficult week. One friend who understands what I&#8217;m going through and is just as frank and open as I tend to be said, \u201cIrene, you look like shit.\u201d Yeah. That was my week.<\/p>\n<p>I decided to break down the major incidents into the most simplest terms. Some days it&#8217;s a struggle just to function on any level. I try to find the positive in the negative and keep pushing forward toward better days.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong>: The flashbacks and depression.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong>: Therapy helps. It&#8217;s not a magic cure, but it works. Supports (thanks to Paul, Amber, and Dalene) ease the pain and the tears.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong>: I still don&#8217;t sleep through the night.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong>: It&#8217;s getting better. Just not today.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong>: I&#8217;m not suppose to talk about the awards I&#8217;ve won with <a href=\"http:\/\/nebraskapresswomen.org\/\">Nebraska Press Women<\/a> and the <a href=\"https:\/\/nfpw.org\/\">National Federation of Press Women<\/a> until they are officially recognized.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong>: Everyone reading this knows I&#8217;m going tell people.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong>: I had new beats assigned to me at work. It wasn&#8217;t my choice.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong>: I can do the work. People have already expressed their gratitude and interest.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong>: My work environment is overwhelming. I do triple the work I was hired to do and have been asked to do more.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong>: I am taking steps to rectify this situation.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong> It took me four months to get the courage to ask someone I highly respect to read my memoir.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong> He said yes. He provided excellent feedback.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong>: My memoir is now half as long as it was before.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong>: I have enough things written for another book.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong>: The tears are flowing more often than before.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong>: The tears are flowing more often than before.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong>: I sometimes feel the flashbacks would like to permanently take over.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong>: I have some good coping skills in place to keep me on track and in the here-and-now.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Bad<\/strong>: I&#8217;m struggling again. It happens more than I wish it did.<br \/>\n<strong>Good<\/strong>: I will be fine. Just not today.<\/p>\n<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/not-all-wounds-are-visible.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter size-full wp-image-1886\" src=\"https:\/\/www.irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/03\/not-all-wounds-are-visible.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"401\" height=\"601\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>I know as some people read this post, they will roll their eyes and think, \u201cAgain? Why aren&#8217;t you over this already?\u201d They do not, or will not, understand. <\/p>\n<p>What happened to me may have happened in the past, but it has real, lifelong effects that carry over unless it is dealt with. I can&#8217;t say how long this journey will be or if it will ever be over, but I&#8217;m working on it.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m going to keep falling down. I&#8217;m going to keep picking myself up.<\/p>\n<p>The PTSD and the depression that likes to join it isn&#8217;t going away anytime soon. I&#8217;m going to keep fighting. It&#8217;s the only thing I know how to do.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;m going to keep writing. I&#8217;m going to make mistakes. I&#8217;m going to have successes that keep me riding high for the days that knock me low.<\/p>\n<p>Today was a little better than yesterday and tomorrow will be better than today. I&#8217;ll fight the things in my head that no one can see. I&#8217;ll fight the stigma in public. <\/p>\n<p>Through it all, I&#8217;ll keep fighting for myself. I&#8217;ll keep writing. I&#8217;ll keep sharing and explaining.<\/p>\n<p>I will be fine. Just not today.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I often tell people that just being me is an overwhelming experience on the best of days. Most people have an idea of what I&#8217;m going through, but they never truly know. I write the words I do here because I&#8217;m not ashamed of my diagnosis. I am one small cog in a giant wheel [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[10],"tags":[113,238,254,294],"class_list":["post-1884","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-ramblings","tag-depression","tag-mental-health","tag-nebraska","tag-ptsd"],"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1884","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1884"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1884\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":3761,"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1884\/revisions\/3761"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1884"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1884"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/irenenorth.com\/writings\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1884"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}