Personal Narrative-Healer

I was born on September 20th, 1997 on the coast of Virginia Beach. Now living in South Carolina I am 19 years old and living a very healthy and eloquent lifestyle. As I filled out the Real Age questionnaire I encountered many questions that made me think if my diet and health were flawed, while other times it seemed as if I was the pinnacle of health. I found at the end it had me down as a 16-year-old teenager. This three-year difference in what my age and what Real Age had put me down for really opens my eyes about how well of a healthy lifestyle I am living, and motivates me to continue living it to the best of my ability.

Our clinicals at Cadbury at Lewes is quickly approaching an end and we are still learning new things each day. Everyday we do something new and so another skill is checked off. Yesterday, we got numerous things done, it was a very busy day.

I remember when I started my recovery I was discharged from the detox program into a six month transitional program. Transitional living that deal with people recovering from addiction are often referred to as recovery residences. The Transitional Living Center provided me a place where I could re-establish my own self-worth. When I was at the transitional housing I felt safe from the possibility of a relapse. My recovery plan was individualized according to the determination of my needs. They taught me what my triggers were and how deal with them in positive ways. I remember when my six months were up and I was getting ready to be transferred into the supportive housing program to be integrated back into the community. Supportive housing allowed

I have been in recovery now for about five years because of my drug and alcohol dependency. I started doing drugs in middle school and kept appearances up until my senior year of high school. My senior year of high school I stopped dancing and other positive activities. I believe that being a part of activities kept my drug use at bay until it took over my life. Some positive factors in my life that helped me not use every day were self-control and teacher monitoring. Also, I kept busy so I could stay on track for the most part. The risk factors for me using drugs and alcohol are having a hard time expressing emotions in a healthy way. I was unable to delay gratification and using drugs so young made it hard for me to mature like the rest of

Tenderly, I let my hand travel the length of his thigh up to his bottom and cupped it in my hand… something drew my mouth to him. I kissed his firm bottom letting my tongue press against his flesh and then nibbled his skin as I did. I continued to let my mouth explore his body. I knew he had awakened; his breath had become short and quick. I reached under him, took his hardening phallus in my hand, and squeezed it. Gently, I worked the shaft back and forth as my lips made their way up to his lips. I took his mouth hungrily as I rolled him onto his back. My mouth traveled down his belly to his penis and I took him into my mouth and suckled hard; I wanted to taste his juices- Squeezing the tip of it I licked a tiny drop that seeped out and massaged it with my tongue. I squeezed again- this time I rolled my fingertip into the tiny opening and collected the small amount of his love juice with my finger - I place my finger to his lips. He licked and then suckled my finger. I felt it from my fingertip to my vagina…

The air has a perfect warm-cool temperature, and I feel only the slightest chill, mostly from excitement, when my armour finally slips down my body. He drops to his knees and begins kissing my body, taking my breasts into his hands and mouth, and then he finds my hard nipples. His playful bites and sucking sends shivers through my body, and as I begin to caress between my legs with one hand I can feel how wet and ready I already am. After only a few minutes I can't take any more. I hurriedly start to tear off his armour until. Before long we are both naked on the forest floor, and we pause to kiss and hold each other for a moment, listening to the quiet night. I can feel his cock pressed firmly against my thigh, and I want to see what it looks like in the moonlight. I ease myself down along his body, planting warm moist kisses along his neck, his chest, his stomach until I feel his cock graze along my cheek, the tip already leaking its natural fluids in anticipation of what's to

A patient experience that stands out as significant was the day my evening patient cancelled his or her appointment. On this day, I found a patient at the CSU. When I first approached this individual, he refused to go to the clinic. I explained to him that there is no cost for an assessment and that it is up to him to accept treatment or not. When he came in to the clinic, he looked nervous. I explained everything before starting the assessment to help him feel comfortable. After the assessment I told him about the findings. I explained to him what gingivitis is and what he can do as an individual to help bring his gums back to health. I talked to him about the consequences and the risks associated if he refused to decline treatment. He was

So I came over to your house one day,and everything was pretty calm. We kissed a bit,you know,the usual. But then something just escalated,I kissed you everywhere on your neck and lips,I was biting and sucking on your neck,I told you to get up on me,so you did,and we were kissing,and then you started grinding on me,and I started choke kissing you ,and you were moaning like crazy,and it was amazing. So we started taking our clothes off,and I kissed you everywhere while you were still grinding,I was giving you hi kiss, where no one could see them ... So you took your pants off,and I threw you on the bed,and started kissing your neck again,and I reached my hand down,to touch your wet pussy,and ooh it was so wet ,and I started fingering you,and choke kissing you again,and your moans just filled the room. Then you pushed me off of you on to the wall,and you started kissing my neck,and you whispered in

As children we are told to follow our dreams, to work hard, and never give up.

By the time they’d left Danny was about ready to start playing with ectoplasm and see how he could make shapes with it. “Oh thank sweet merciful god. I thought they’d never leave.” He sighed with visible relief, turning tangible and visible. Vlad snapped around to glare at him. “Oh, what? I can’t get tired of them rambling on and on about things that we both know you won’t get out soon enough to care about?” the glare intensified. His eyes began to glow a bit red. Knowing he’d reached the young man’s current limit, Danny leaned back and hopped off the window sill. He went to stand by Vlad’s bed and stuck his hand out. “Let’s see if we can’t try this again. I’m Phantom, and I know what happened to you and how it changed

I-I approached Terrance door and knocked on the door to ask him to come in and talk to him

It was me just being paranoid again. I walked him to the door in hope of a nice gentle kiss goodbye. Please just one more I wish as he stood outside facing me.

The more I fidgeted, the tighter his grasp became. “Sharjeel, what the fuck are you on?” At this point, I felt his boner against my backside; when I used my free arm to push his body away, I accidentally touched it. I hated myself in that moment. I felt helplessly submissive.

Waking up my head is throbbing. I groan and gradually start to get up. Realizing I’m in my room, I become perplexed as to how I got here. The last thing I remember is going out to meet my friends. That was around 8 pm and now, glancing at the clock, it’s 9:16, meaning I don’t know what has happened for a little over 13 hours. My next inclination is to check my phone. Knowing myself, I would have probably talked to someone if anything serious happened. Looking towards the direction of my charger, I see my phone is there. Even my blackout self knows how to properly handle my phone.

If I were a therapist I would use Behavioral style. This theory uses action, which changes the behavior that the client has been diagnosed with, without focusing on the original cause of the initial starting point of the behavior. I think this would be very effective if I was a therapist, because I feel like physically doing actions is better at facing them, than just talking about them. To be more specific, exposure therapy I think is a great technique for people that are facing a variety of disorders. The 3 ways a client can go about this therapy is vivo, imaginable, and virtual. All of these are very helpful in the way they confront their disorder gradually, or more suddenly. For me personally, facing a fear and everything going smooth is