#1in5

[abovegroundpodcast]

I believe it was Abraham Lincoln that said “the best way to predict your future is to create it”. You can’t create it if you are fighting in survival mode….. that’s where we come in, with the proper support, education and tools we can not only stay above but we can thrive !!!! 2023, here we come…. The stigma stomping train is in motion so hop on and enjoy new episodes every Wednesday so YOU can stay above……. Don’t forget to check out the new book from TPP. Never Underestimate The Power Of You- available now!!!!! #mentalhealth #mentalhealthawareness #mentalhealthpodcast #podcasting #podcastersofinstagram #wellnessmatters #1in5 #endstigma #stopthestigma #stopthestigmamentalillness #stayabove #988 #lifeline #advocatingmentalhealth #letstalkmentalhealth #mentalillnessrecovery #inflames #yougotthis #believeinyourself #support #innerhealing #growthmindset #fightforyourlife #applepodcast #nippertown #spotifypodcasts #googlepodcast #tunein https://www.instagram.com/p/Cmpb6XFOoXN/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[newswireml]

Group: 1-in-5 U.S. adults will bet on this year's Super Bowl#Group #1in5 #adults #bet #years #Super #Bowl

ATLANTIC CITY, N.J. — A record 50.4 million American adults plan to bet on this year’s Super Bowl, wagering a total of $16 billion, the gambling industry’s national trade group predicted Tuesday. The American Gaming Association forecasts that 1-in-5 American adults will place a bet on Sunday’s NFL championship game between the Philadelphia Eagles and the Kansas City Chiefs. The estimate includes…

[markculleton]

Be kind unless you can be fantastic #bekind #befantastic #befantasticallykind #wellbeing #wellness #dyslexia #adhd #dyslexic #1in5 #neurodiversity #dyscalculia #dysgraphia #dyspraxia #processingissues #comment #dogsofinstagram #catsofinstagram #selflove #photographylover #resilliance (at Ireland (country)) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVBhY3vsYFU/?utm_medium=tumblr

[dyslexicswantedpodcast-blog]

The Dyslexia Debate

The following blog is inspired by the article: “IDA Responds to the ‘Dyslexia Debate’”published by the International Dyslexia Association.

I remember distinctly being in kindergarten and first grade constantly anxious, on guard, and finding excuses to go to the nurse. Though I’d always been a curious child and loved to learn new things, I hated school. I hated the potential for being called on, I hated that my classmates made fun of me, I hated being punished for not doing homework that I truly couldn’t do. Though I hated many aspects of daily life, I played along with the system enough to get by for a few years. Though, soon enough, my trick was discovered. 

I remember walking into my testing session and being asked if I knew why I was there. My response: “I’m just a dumb 2nd grader”. That is truly how I felt. I felt dumb for not being able to read, for getting stuck on math problems, for being confused in class, for being different from my peers. 

Following the testing session it soon came out that I was dyslexic. Unsurprisingly, I hated this too. But with time, I was able to accept that being dyslexic did not mean that I was dumb, but rather that I learned differently. It meant that like everyone else I had strengths and I had areas I could work on. The discovery of my dyslexia also meant that I was going to change schools so that I could be best supported. At first I did not like this plan, but eventually I was excited as I felt I would have a community in where I belonged and was understood. Though it took me about 10 years to fully embrace my dyslexia, I have been able to slowly accept myself for who I am and the strengths I have, while acknowledging the areas I need growth in. 

Fastforward---> 

I have graduated from college where I wrote my undergraduate thesis on the parent perspective of a dyslexia diagnosis. I have become involved in advocacy surrounding dyslexia. I have mentored younger dyslexic students. 

After graduating from college I began teaching Special Education in urban public schools and... BAM! No one uses the word “dyslexia” anymore but instead says “Specific Learning Disability”. What the HECK does that mean? It’s the least specific “specific” disability possible!! My students have no way to explain their learning difference, they struggle to identify what it is, they aren’t sure of their strengths. 

You may be wondering why this is. How does a word really make that much of a difference? 

It does! 

Without a way to “specifically” identify their learning difference, the perception of being dumb and less capable than their peers is confirmed, when it is not truly reality. When they are told their “Specific Learning Disability” is in reading, writing, and math, they feel hopeless. When teachers start by identifying areas of difficulty, that’s all kids hear. I can say this from being a student AND a teacher in these conversations. When it changes to “you have dyslexia, so there are some areas you are really good at, and there are some things that are more difficult for you” it COMPLETELY changes a chid’s (and parent’s) self-perception. 

I have no more strengths or intelligence than my students, all I had was a truly SPECIFIC word to identify with, a community to call on, and a difference I could learn about.  

[noelle-halcrow]

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[a-beyoutiful-mind-blog]

Mirrors

I look at my reflection in the mirror

Unhappy with what I see

Glazed eyes like a shiny marble

Ready for the dam to burst

I see my reflection

I notice how much weight I have gained

My skin is stretched, marks to show

I can’t believe how much I have let myself go

There are days you tell me I look like a cow

But with self-love, I’ve come a long way from then to now

I look in the mirror, not recognizing who I am

I think of my past trauma, and being less than

I remember the anxiety, the pain

Then I recall the self-harm not understanding what I gain

I’m covered in scars

Brain, why do you do this?

You’re supposed to protect me

But instead, you just keep trying to wreck me

I want this pain to end

But it seems like the bully keeps picking on my head

Well rather than pushing you away, I am choosing to welcome you

Not because you’ve won this battle,

Instead, you’ve proved to me the strength I didn’t know I had

It’s sick, it’s twisted,

But to your voice, I will never listen

I’ve grown in many ways and I thank you.

[myangelicnerd]

Made some crafts & laid my chakra stones out for him.

Tom responded to my YouTube comment! 🌻💗 That made me very happy tonight.

I’m always missing this sweet boy, he was so kind and intelligent, I wonder how much smarter he would’ve gotten. Always missed, always remembered for your kind works. 🥰

[tinylittlefragilehuman]

I hope I am 1 in 5, Cause I will never ever have the curage to actually Kill myselfe💔 so I hope This disorder kills me, and that it kills me soon

[petuniasformyfamily]

I'm a terrible mother. That thought and others berated me almost every waking hour. It was not true. In fact I can say that I am proud of the mother I was then and I am now. Postpartum Depression can sneak in when you least expect it and mix with the hormone crash after birth. Read my story about surviving postpartum depression 👇 http://petuniasformyfamily.com/2022/02/09/how-i-knew-i-had-postpartum-depression-what-i-did-to-address-it/ . . . . . #ppd #ppdfree #ppdawareness #postpartumdepression #postpartumjourney #postoftheday #fightdepression #ppdsurvivor #1in5 #newmom #newmomlife #mentalstrength #mentalgrowth #neutralstyle #neutral #babyboy #babygirl #baby #birth #afterbirth #imnotokay #takecareofyourself #meditation https://www.instagram.com/p/CZ119dPuCRH/?utm_medium=tumblr

[hopelessmanda]

I am 1 in 5

You are not alone. You have not failed as a mother. You have not failed as a wife. You have not failed as a woman on this earth. You have not failed because you asked for help. Or because you are now on medication. The days and hours and minutes might feel hard. They might feel lonely. Your head might get clouded with shame and sadness. Your heart might feel heavy. But you have not failed.

- Yes, your random outbursts of anger are a sign.

- Yes, your inability to find joy in the things that used to bring you joy before is a sign.

No, you are not broken.

No, you are not a bad mom.

You are simply lost right now, and you will be found again.

For me hearing “ I think I have postpartum depression/anxiety” coming out of my mouth brought me to tears. I was so afraid to let my emotions out and get to the root of my pain. I thought Jesus wouldn’t want this for me and He would bring me out of this misery. I thought my family would think less of me. I thought I could just pray this away. No you guys. Some moms need medication and that is OKAY!!!! I felt people would think less of me for taking Zoloft and judge me. Some days I feel like giving up and I want to throw in the towel. Cry on my knees or in the shower. I AM 1 IN 5.

You are worth it

Love yourself a little more beautiful

[heymiss-miss]

Personal Suicide Prevention Methods

Warning: This blog post will be talking about suicide, depression, and anxiety. If these are potential triggers for you, do not read ahead.

I don’t think I've been this nervous about posting this blog topic since the one I did last year called "My Suicidal Thoughts." I find what I am about to share is equally as personal, but I've been trying to second guess myself less when talking about mental health as I know it helps a lot of people. It has also been about a year since I hit rock bottom and I think it would be good timing to share something I wrote at that time that helped my survival.

My last post was about recovery, but this one is about prevention. It's always better to prevent the disease than treat it. So I wanted to share this list that I wrote for my loved ones and myself to help us be aware of what type of mental state I was in. If you look at the spreadsheet from the previous blog post, I had a column called "Number Rating." Well, the list that you will read later in this post explains the number system that I was using to keep track of my mood for myself and for my loved ones.

One of the important tools that I used when I was feeling suicidal was creating a group chat on Facebook Messenger. I literally called it "Safety Net." It included a trusted circle of friends and family, that I would message on a daily basis giving them a number rating and I could use it to vent about my mood during that day. One reason why I decided to make a group chat was for convince. A lot of people want to check in on me and I didn't want to have to explain the same things over and over again. But the other benefit was to help distribute the load of "keeping an eye on me."

I think one of the things that worried me most about my depression was that I didn't want to bother anyone or have them worry too much. I didn't want to be a burden. I knew my friends and family had busy lives and I didn't want to interrupt that. Having that group chat meant the work was shared. People could see that someone else was messaging, so they knew someone was helping me. It was beneficial having friends and family all over the world because it meant that regardless of time zone, someone would likely be able to respond. So if it was 3am in Auckland and I was having a panic attack, someone in the US could reply to me. I wouldn't need to bother my sleeping friends. We could also have discussions and together figure out ways to problem solve or convince me to do something that would help me.

I would suggest that if you are thinking of starting one of these group chats up to get support for your mental health that you ask people before adding them into your group. And don’t take it personally if someone says no. You don't know what they have on their own plate. They might be mentally drained as well, so taking care of you is just a bit too much. They might be super busy at work and don’t feel like they can be invested as they like. Or they might just not be good talking about mental health and get awkward around it. It's nothing personal and I wouldn't take it as a sign that someone isn't a good friend. I also made sure that my friends knew that if they ever wanted to leave the group, I would understand and again not be hurt by it, which is explained by the reasons above. I found I only needed it for a few months and once I consistently was staying at a "11" or "12" on my scale that I was finally back on track and didn't need such an intensive check-in system.

Alright. I've put it off enough. It is time to share my own list from last year, along with things I've learned as "warning signs" for me and a list of things that my friends and family could do to help me. I hope that by sharing this, it will encourage others to do that reflection of their own mental health and trigger signs so they know how to prevent a depressive episode or panic attack.

And in case anyone is wondering, I have around a 12 or 11 for most of this year. Only a few days at 10. So what I've done to bounce back and prevent another slip has really helped me. 

Warning Signs

In case I don’t verbalize how I am feeling, here are some behavior things I know I do when my mood starts to slip.

• I stop wearing a ring on my left hand. The one on my left-hand gets changed depending on my outfit and when I start feeling down, I don’t bother with it. This is probably one of the first signs. Check my videos that I make for my students to see if I’m wearing something or not. • I don’t wear my charm bracelet or watch. • I stop posting to social media. • I’m quiet - I’m checked out from conversations, my answers are short and flat, I appear withdrawn and just not excited. • General lost of interests, especially in food and running (running activity can be seen with Map My Run). • My nails aren’t painted (minor, but normally the first to go, granted I haven’t been taking good care of them lately since I’ve been biting them so much).

How can you help?

• Just keep a general check-in - ask how am I doing and not what I’ve been up to (because if I’m in a funk, I won’t be doing anything and don’t want to be reminded of that or feel ashamed that I stayed in bed all day). • Send me memes or inspirational quotes. • Tell me about your day/ask my advice/vent to me --> I like feeling useful • Ask me to bake, sew, or mail you something. When I am depressed, I won’t engage in my hobbies, but if I am doing it for someone else that can help motivate me to do something. • Little Brother - keep grocery shopping with dinner because I found it helped me a lot. Again, good company and helps me feel useful. • Hang out with me - depending on my mood, I might want to stay at my flat/visit yours and just watch TV/movie because I will be worried about my ability to hold a conversation. • Recall a good memory that we share. • Tell me why I am important to you or others. • Just keep being a good friend. Send me mail or buy me a little gift.

[markculleton]

This is what it could look like for people with dyslexia when they try read. Just be kind. #dyslexia #dyslexic #adhd #dyscalculia #dysgraphia #dyspraxia #processingissues #learningdifficulty #1in5 #OneInFive #bekindtooneanother #neurodiversity #inclusion (at Ireland (country)) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVk7FOcsgfC/?utm_medium=tumblr

[jacquelineeed]

This girl has hit the road to Kingsport, Tennessee!!!!! 👑🚗 As you can see, I am notorious for overpacking and thank my Mom, @lloubell22, for passing that trait to me. As an ambassador for the International Pageants system, it is critically important to me that I always exemplify readiness to influence our rising generations of empowered women. Preparing for this special week was the most amazing and unique journey that I would not change for the world. Through every interview and walking session with my outstanding coach, @next_paige_productions, I have felt more internal growth as a person. Thank you @jillianpaigespano for believing in me and for being such a wonderful mentor. I am so grateful to have the best pageant directors who have given everything of themselves to help me shine. @happylittlebeast and @kimmeeandu: You are my favorite blonde bombshell twins who quickly became my family. You saw a light in me as Miss Ocean County International 2020 and gave me the resources I needed to improve as Miss New Jersey International 2020, and now as Miss Garden State International 2021. Through Mary and Kim, I have been embraced with warm and welcoming arms by our @njinternationalpageant family, and I could not be more thankful to have them all in my village for mock interviews, interview coaching, walking coaching, fashion consulting, and platform development. Most importantly, they have faith in me, and that means the world to me. Above all, my family and friends have been my rocks since the very beginning of this journey to the crown in October 2019. They have poured out enough love to fill a lake, attended every special appearance, assisted with interview and walking practice, and were my source of calm on the craziest of days. Finally, Jesus has directed my steps my entire life to bring me to this point. He was with me when I felt broken from being bullied in school, and will be with me as I share my #1in5 story for every person who has experienced the same pain as I have. My heart truly feels so full and content that this is where He wants me to be. This is for you, my #1in5ers 👑💙 (at Point Pleasant Beach, New Jersey) https://www.instagram.com/p/CRsmMwdDeHH/?utm_medium=tumblr

[tiffanycrystalauthor]

Reblog: Learning to Celebrate the Small Things #mentalhealthawarenessmonth , #mentalhealth , #mentalhealthawareness , #endthestigma #1in5 So proud! Well, I mean, I'm always proud of her, she's way more bad ass than she thinks, but I'm even more proud when she actually gets to…

[a-beyoutiful-mind-blog]

New Beginnings

“What brings you in today?” asks the therapist

I don’t know where to begin

Do I start with the anxiety or tendency to break my skin?

How am I expected to open up with a stranger,

When all my brain does is put me in danger?

I sit there trying to find the words

Then I begin to think of the stigma and how my problems could be worse

I try to describe how I am feeling

But inside I am contemplating if I am worth healing

It’s because my brain tells me lies such as I will never be okay

That I am broken and helpless - I’ll just have to live this way

I fight back reminding myself I deserve a quality life

No, scratch that, I deserve to THRIVE

I try to remind myself of where I am physically

I am in a safe place, there is no need to hide my visibility

This is my place, this is my release

But talking about my symptoms do not come with ease

I begin the session with three simple words-“I’m not okay”

The therapist asks me, “how long have you been feeling this way?”

For years now I’ve suffered in silence

it started with irritability then I couldn’t get out of bed, 

I cry for no reason and I’m caught up in my head

The therapist reminds me of the strength it took to walk through the door

Knowing that deep down inside I am worthy of much more

I am comforted by their words, it’s the most supported I’ve felt in a while

We exchanged a few laughs and I even got to crack a smile

I can tell them and I would work together towards my recovery

With their insight, I discovered the strength that lies inside of me

There are some obstacles I didn’t think I could overcome

But with my therapist’s guidance, I was able to blossom.

And I will only continue to grow because I still have some way to go

You see, a small piece of hope has guided my way

Without hope, I wouldn’t have stayed

HOPE- a simple four-letter word

Hold On Pain Ends but I don’t believe that to be true

There are still many days where I feel more than blue

They say things will get better and I don’t believe that one too

Because I’m the one who gets better and am grateful for the breakthroughs

[zenom22]

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