Upon my “defeat” I was furious, frustrated, and felt crushed. In my head I felt that because I walked away without anything, I had publicly humiliated myself and wasted my time. After packing my bags as soon as the program directors allowed us to leave the stage, and stomping off to my car without a single good-bye, I realized I couldn’t stay mad forever, and needed to let go. And so my road to recovery began.
Caution: The following steps you will read below to “Maggie’s Embarrassing DYW Road to Recovery” were chosen to accurately reflect the author’s thought process, and hopefully to be slightly entertaining to for the reader.
Getting Over Myself
The worst part of recovery is that everyone expects you to feel better sooner than you actually can. That night I cried in my hotel bed over how unfair this was. I was so embarrassed - especially that my whole family had been there to watch me fail, and that I would have to go home and tell everyone that I had won nothing. But I eventually came to the conclusion: that is how it is. There was nothing I could do to change the results now. I had lost, and I would have to tell people that. My hurt feelings were not going to make the situation better, and they were only going to hold me back. I decided that I was not going to let this loss bother me anymore. From that point on I was finally able to start getting past my selfish feelings and move on with my life.
Talking it Out with My Parents
Once I felt confident in how I felt and with my process of moving on, I decided to explain to my parents how I felt. My parents have always been my biggest supporters, they not only helped me to do the best that I could in this program, but I knew they could help me work to get past how I felt. I talked to my parents, I told them what I knew and felt. They then shared with me what they knew, that I had no clue happened. While I was standing on the stage fake-smiling out at my mom, my siblings had all linked their arms together, hoping that I would win. They were proud of what I had done and although they were disappointed when I was not in the top ten, it was at the judges and not me! My mom told me that coming to watch me had been a bonding experience for them, completely changing
I was done. I did it. I was all smiles as I walked back through the double doors. Several people mouthed to me, “Did you mess up? Did you do good? Did you do this? Did you do that?” All I could do was smile and nod my head yes. Later that night me and my friends ran up to the front doors of East to find out who made the team. Before I could even get out of the car I took a deep breath and hoped for the best. I slowly stepped out of the car and waited there for a moment. Two point five seconds later I was running like a cheetah towards the front door of the school. I looked crazily for my number on the sheet of paper. It was there. I couldn’t believe it. So many thoughts were going through my head. I literally couldn’t think right. Me and my friends started hugging each other. To my surprise all my friends made it, and I was so proud of them. I layed in bed that night thinking about how fortunate I was to be in such a good place. Good grades, good friends, and fun times. I couldn’t be any happier with my
“Nearly 5 million children in the U.S. have some type of mental illness” (Goldberg). It is agreeable that there are many young children that deal with mental illness every day. Schools should be concerned for every student’s well being. Moreover, mental health is a part of a person’s overall “well being.” Therefore, schools need to make the mental health of students a stronger focus and implement plans to keep students mentally well and educated. To help create a positive, mental health aware environment where students feel open to seek help, high school students should be educated on how to be mentally healthy, be given a safe place to seek help, and be encouraged to monitor and maintain their mental health. Mental illness and mental health care need to be a more eminent priority in our society, starting with high schools.
September is National Recovery Month. As such, it is a great opportunity to celebrate people who are in recovery. Celebrating someone’s sobriety doesn’t have to be an expensive, or an over-the-top party. Most people in addiction recovery appreciate even small gestures. The following are some activities people in recovery can participate in and maintain their sobriety.
When given this assignment to describe what kind of writer I am, I panicked. I spent hours staring at a blank page, trying to decide whether to fabricate a story, describe my feelings of inadequacy in the area of writing or simply drop this class. The truth is my past is very blurry, I may have been an excellent writer at one time in my life, but the chances of me remembering that are very slim. So this is not so much a story from my life, it is more of the story of why I can’t remember my life.
In 2003, Shirley Loewe walked through the doors of a local medical center to have a lump on her breast examined, (Carreyrou). After regular testing, the tumor was found to be a rare form of breast cancer. When Shirley Loewe entered the clinic, she was uninsured by any health insurance program. Due to federal law regarding the Medicaid program, Shirley Loewe would be accepted to cover her visit for coverage under Medicaid if she went to a different medical center. That particular infirmary Miss Loewe was diagnosed in rejected her plan, which led to her treatment of ridding cancer horrendous. After four years, five hospitals, two clinics, two large donations, two care facilities, two separate states, and denied care six times due to wealthy
When it comes to our health, a good healthcare plan is a very important subject for all individuals. Some even argue that it is a basic right to have one. Bernie Sanders stated, “Healthcare must be recognized as a right, not a privilege. Every man, woman, and child in our country should be able to access the health care they need regardless of their income…” (“Issues: Medicare for All”). However, reality tells us a whole different story. America is one of the most developed countries in the world with some of the best medical care. Yet, how can the people enjoy the benefits when it is almost unaffordable to most. People are afraid to fall sick just because they are afraid of how much it would cost. However, sometimes a doctor or hospital visit is unavoidable. In most cases, it comes at a great price, especially to the middle class and the elderly. Wealthy individuals are likely to reap the benefits of having an expensive healthcare plan, while the rest may suffer from the unimaginable cost of treatments, or even worse, live a risky life without insurance. An effective solution to this problem would be a Universal Healthcare System. This would ensure that all people have equal and affordable health coverage, centralized healthcare records for all individuals which will help easy diagnosis by doctors and reduce the intensive labor costs of medical billing. Moreover, it may boost the economy by freeing business from providing expensive healthcare benefits to workers.
The wind tousled my hair around as I closed my eyes and took deep, shaky breaths. The faint sound of the crowd cheering upstage didn't help with my nerves, so, instead, I turned my ears to the delicate waves rolling up the beach. I opened my eyes and gazed out at the lake; now an open canvas for the golden sun which had began setting. Quietly, I plucked each string of my guitar- though I’d already tuned them several times. On the outside, I may have seemed ready, content, and excited; however, on the inside, no matter how tranquilizing the back stage scenery was, I was terrified to the core.
Eric Windeler lost his son Jack Windeler; a student at Queen’s University, just over five years ago to
Chapter 5: How Relapse isn’t just about “Falling of the wagon” It’s more about how you get back on
Living with a mental illness can be hard, but it is even harder if there isn’t any access to the proper treatment needed in order to get better. It could result with the person committing a crime and ending up behind bars. The severity of a mental illness the may have ranges. Many people who suffer from one can be a danger to themselves or to those around them. It is up to a mental health professional or an officer to ensure that they receive the help that they need. In order to do so, they should place those with a mental illness in a mental health facility.
Since mental illnesses cannot be seen, some people refuse to acknowledge their existence. I think that you shouldn’t be ashamed to be facing disorder like these and feel as if you have to hide it. You are not alone. Although, since the injury is not physical, most people would not know what you are struggling from unless you told them. Therefore, it is your choice. However some people think that you have a choice in the matter of having a mental illness are undoubtedly wrong. It is just like a physical injury, you did not choose to break your leg, it just happened whilst living your life. Those who suffer should not be ashamed for needing help of a therapist or medication, they are all steps on working through your illness and making your life
this article argues that recovery is not only a desirable approach to mental health practice but that it is ethically necessary. It argues that recovery practices are not exceptional interventions to be reserved for a few but that a recovery-orientation entails fundamental elements of justice and respect to which all persons are entitled. this article argues that a recovery oriented approach to services is not only an ethical approach but that it is ethically necessary. It will argue that recovery practices are not exceptional interventions to be reserved only for a few, but rather that a recovery-orientation entails fundamental elements of respect to which all persons are entitled. Respect is an obligating feature of human ethical interaction
Although I received many uplifting words, the adrenalin pacing through my body sent me into a haze. One by one, the line of people waiting to audition shrunk down quickly. Before I knew it, my turn to take the podium arrived. Unsure if my knees would give in, I put one foot in front of the other until I was raised at the unsettling height the podium offered. I scanned the room, looking at my peers who were prepared for me to start. As soon as my hands went up, I noticed they were shaking, but I was unsure if anyone else could notice. I took a deep breathe, smiled, and began my audition. The audition itself plays out like a dream in memory. Once I began my audition, I went into auto pilot and in moments, it was
In the past breast surgery would require a longer recovery. Ten years ago if you had a breast implant or reduction you would spend time in the hospital after the surgery. You would also have more risks to infection. The medicines then were not as good as they are now. Overtime any cosmetic procedure that has been done has changed their recovery time.
As we busily bustle around our lives, a prevalent problem surfaces, disease. The mournful realization when assessing our situation, is that sick people are polluting the world. Diseases spread like wildfire, leaving a wake of destruction in their path. Our inability to defeat disease highlights the problem, and I have the solution...