Personal Narrative: I Am In Recovery

I had a few relapses and thought that he was going to change and we would get back together but they were all false alarms. I continued to love him and help him and in return, he continued to hurt me and toy with my emotions. Until I was completely drained and mentally could not deal with him anymore.

I feel a sense of calmness wash over me. My thoughts are peaceful and positive. I am confident and capable. I sleep a deep, healing sleep. I wake in the morning refreshed and renewed.

A wounded healer is a person who heals others because they, themselves are wounded. I could not relate to a more fitting archetype. I am wounded. I will never able to fully heal. I carry a heavy weight that somehow always pushes down on me even when I think it's been lifted. PTSD is funny like that. But this pain is my strength. It is what gives me the ability to support and understand others; and to heal myself.

Week three in clinical was difficult for me, I had a great experience overall but I hated seeing and holding a baby that had passed away at 21 weeks. To know what the family could possibly be going through was heartbreaking. I wouldn’t exactly know what to do if I was with the patient and her family exactly. I do know that I did place her in the room when she was admitted to triage. I do feel good about seeing the scenario play out, while being a student rather than being in the field alone. Other than that I was able to see the beginning stage of labor as well as a C-section. Everyone was so bent out of shape on making sure I eat and that I don’t faint, but it seriously wasn’t bad. As a matter of fact I was too intrigued with the mother rather

Overall I managed to gain a lot from Rehabs story. The more profound topic that really stick out to me was the fact that no matter how sinful ones past was the Lord can still work wondrous things through you. That alone blows my mind beyond measure. This just goes to show you how immense and grand is the love that our father has for us.

A time I had to overcome adversity in my life was when I became injured during the middle of cheer tryouts. At the time I was very passionate about competitive cheer, and my goal was to make the junior five team. When I got to tryouts everyone was tumbling, stunting and doing the dance routine. My adrenaline was pumping as I went to warm up my tumbling and throw a roundoff, back handspring, layout. I was determined to accomplish this for tryouts and impress my coach, but I was still very nervous. As I was running into the roundoff back handspring, I knew something was bound to go wrong. The next thing I knew I was in the middle of the air and suddenly landed on my knees, with my ankle twisted under me. My face got bright

When I was 16 years of age, I was put into a rehab program for two weeks. I remember how angry I was that I had to go to this program. It was not me with the problem, it was all my parents fault and they should be the ones that were getting help. I had to attend group meetings all day and speak about my problems. As the week past, I began to enjoy talking in groups and enjoyed being a part of the groups that then became my friends. I was introduced technique’s, like keeping a daily journal to help me cope with the way I was feeling and learned that I am in control of my own life. I also learned that I am responsible for my actions, nobody else. That institution, as well as the counselors/helper gave me something that stuck with me my entire

When you begin grow in your recovery, value yourself more and look forward to the next climb, you begin to realize that you have a voice and the power to change things for the better. In my hometown Windsor, I have made needed changes to C.O.A.S.T (Community Outreach and Suipport Team). This is a partnership between Windsor Police Service and the Community Crisis Centre of Hotel-Dieu Grace Healthcare. A team consisting of a plain clothes police officers and crisis workers provide on-site crisis and mental health assessments to people age 16 and over. These individuals are marginalized and vulnerable with complex mental health and psychosocial problems such as untreated mental illness; housing and financial issues; substance abuse; physical

Based on having three courses, a practicum, and an intensive this summer, I was prone to experiencing burnout during the summer of 2017. If I suffer from burnout while participating at the Naaman Center, it can affect my educational involvement and influence me to not be aware of the information that is being shared amongst the clients in group/individual counseling. Nevertheless, since I would be showing signs of fatigue, I would be avoidant of approaching my supervisor about important information this is required for my counseling education and theoretical/therapeutic approach. At the start of the summer, I believed since I had the summers off, I could handle three courses, a practicum, and intensive. Certainly, there were weeks where I

February 2015 I woke up feeling the need to vomit and I had a bad headache that night I barely got any sleep the next morning my mom made an appointment we got to the doctor's office, with a series of tests they sent me to the hospital to get more tests done the tests took forever later we found out that I needed to go into surgery because my VP shunt broke a day later I was released and on the road to recovery.

My personal goals are centered on healing. In this world of decreasing resources and increasing and ever diverse populations, there are unmet needs, confusions, and misunderstandings—the very stuff of conflicts and wars. It has been my experience and observation that what the world (and especially me) needs most is a transformation that involves healing, which I believe can lead to a greater measure of peace. That is to say, I have come from a heritage that is troubled with addictions and the abuse and generational cycles of violence that so often accompany addictions. However, I am a survivor, and I continually strive to go forward healing from this past. In time, I came to acknowledge my need for skills in conflict transformation and peace

What I know is that there is no one size fit all when it comes to counseling. Each client presents with a unique set of issues. Mychalleng is to recognize the issue, have a solid comprehension of the theories, and set forth a motion in place which will benefit both the client and therapist. At this juncture in my counseling journey I have waivered multiple times on my theoretical orientations; however there are is a common theme with the theories that is starting to develop. I am drawn to the theoretical tenents of empowerment, self-actualization, motivation, cognitions, behaviors, self-awareness, delving into the past, spirituality, and that I am beginning to recognize. I see that I am drawn to theories that focus on delving into a person’s

I knew as soon as it happened it would break me beyond repair. Hard enough that recovery seems almost impossible.

Following an auto-accident, you could face a long road to recovery. The initial effects of an accident can be overwhelming and painful however with treatment, patience and perseverance, you can find a new optimum level of health for you. It is important to keep in mind that you may not fully recover from your injuries. Even minor injuries can naturally heal in ways that could create new problems down the road. For example, some broken bones can heal in a way that produces bony protrusions which, while they may not be painful, can result in bumps under the skin and extra stress on the surrounding tissues. Similarly, sometimes fractures need to be repaired using hardware such as pins and screws implanted during surgery. Many times these can be taken out down the road as your body heals, however in some cases it is most advantageous to leave them in permanently. These may or may not cause aching or stiffness for the rest of your life. Even if taken out, you will need physical therapy to rebuild your original range of motion and strength. It is important to discuss with your

Growing up I never thought that I would feel like I caused something that made me feel so comfortable and loved to end. I never thought that I would feel like reason for someone to leave their whole family. I felt so misplaced and off balance, a burden, empty and alone. Well, unfortunately that’s how I felt, believing I was the culprit for my parent divorce. I remember feeling like it was my fault, feeling like I pulled the plug to the life support that sustained the relationship.