I’m messing around: always wanted to be blond. truth is i just am not! i will respect myself and start loving myself truly. so many girls and so many humans are born and made think they desperately need to be different, doesn’t mater how, but simply different from who/what they are. that’s not love. yes i’d look gorgeous 🤣, but i’m not on this earth to look gorgeous. i’m here to make my path towards peace and happiness. when i’m happy i don’t care how f*t i am or how blond my hair is! that quote about nature: while admiring a landscape or a sunset you don’t go “it could be pinker! or even redder, with a hint of purple there, with some light there and a shadow in that corner” we are part of that fragile nature. we are animals pretending not to be. and go on living the life someone else has wanted us to live, and then react weird and can’t cope, as we are not happy. lots of patients i have been seeing told me they wanna die. it’s hard to hear someone pronounce it. and i sincerely cannot explain how i feel and the vortex in words and actions starting from that sentence on. but it’s normal to struggle. we are not programmed to be success. we are made remain and always will be human. tears are not enemies. people obliging you to be something else, are. that part of your brain telling you are wrong, is! that part of your body rebelling, that part of your brain harassing the other part, not respecting yourself and sending so many signals you are on a wrong path are the only grain of truth. yes they are hard. but show to you you wanna change and have things differently. why are we forced into happiness? why are we searching for a higher state if we have just reached the previous one? why the hell do we alway think we are wrong? our instinct guides us. our surviving nature struggles underneath the b******t we all have been made hear during school university and in society. go on swimming, dora! this post is for you! love whom you love, francine! you are not a mistake, laura! mark you are special! tom, this post is for you! live the life which makes you dream of never waking up! live the life you deserve! 🤗
It’s been an awesome weekend with lake swims and promenades, sunsets and dirndl shopping fun. just realised how relaxed and easy life can be, if we try and see things from another perspective and we are in another environment as the usual context we are used to. the power of “pink glasses”? or of having no alternatives so that you suddenly realise how strong you are, not having other solutions or ways ready to take. a few researches i’ve been studying were about “expressed emotivity” proved how a certain type of negative emotions and relationships in families of people being successfully treated for schizophrenia would worsen their condition just after having recovered in hospital: all of the sudden when they were back at their family undergoing the same stress, same ill processes and dealing with the same people not able to manage their emotions or only expressing negative ones would force them to go back to the hospital. i strongly believe in the power of one’s own energy but also of the #environment responsible for many #mentalhealthissues i’ve encountered. #therapist#theplumeriaproject
“what is love? baby don’t hurt me” why do some girls/ladies chose to follow the bad guys, or not to see their potential and not live up to their standards? what lays in the magic of the bad guy? what does he give to us? why aren’t we aware of their self-destroying habits and always seem to run into such people? why logics is far apart from our heart? why does their instinct say they should go with the bad ones, no matter what? even if many questions are still to be answered i’ll always think love survives everything and defeats every kind of limits and obstacles, just as in this pic i’ve found on the internet. but one key factor that can be learnt in therapy is to live and love yourself: out of #selfrespect and #selflove you can become a better person and you might be able to choose your prince or anyway a guy who truly is devoted to you and respects you just as you do... #mentalhealth#mentalhealthcare#adventuresofrecovery#therapist#recovery#mentalhealthmatters#mentalhealthawareness#mentalhealthcare#theplumeriaproject#love
Today i’ve found this picture and all what i could see was my grandma.. always there, always at my side. i miss her a lot!! 💝💝💝 nonna i know you are close by, i just cannot see you, but i feel your presence in my heart! 🌠🌠🌠🌌🌌🌌 #theplumeriaproject
A friend of mine took this pic yesterday and i find it awesome! title “summer flowers”. today i’m gonna talk about eating disorders. it doesn’t matter if #anorexia , #bulimia or #obsessed#control or #bingeeating. it’s a #war and apparently there are entire dedicated blogs and whatsapp groups created by very young people to exchange and spread suggestions on how to get faster to the set goals. there are proper communities of young people out there, which requires us to be very mindful how we are gonna approach them. i consider these realities as keys to “their” world, to their version of reality, to their brain and #cognitivefunction and to their desires hopes and dreams. as i said before, we all function even if later on we discover our way of thinking is damaged, therefore as professionals and adults we have the responsibility to watch and hear how they function, what they wanna do, and then intervene. if you close up or forbid a site, guaranteed others will pop out the day after, so our job is listen to them and not let their actions remain unheard. they deal with hate and rage, and wanna live up to society and family standards, they have very beautiful minds, if only we’d go beyond. therefore as a professional i’d say “let’s save the good parts and get rid of the bad ones”. but how?? unfortunately they are extremely alone, and isolating even more, as the only thing which counts is getting to where they want: not seldom #death. we all carry #responsibility to deal with the #consequences of our actions. but these are kids made think being extremely thin is what they wanna be or who have huge difficulties in dealing with their emotions and wanna protect themselves. our kids are expression of how ill our society is, how little families function all by themselves. nobody is alone, so please if you are aware of those sites, if you as friend or family notice something’s wrong, please go and get help, as they won’t seek it themselves. please be close and protect them even if they are making wrong choices! #adventuresofrecovery#eatingdisorders#support#friends#eatingdisorders#family#societymade#therapist#myjob#theplumeriaproject
And then flying turns my world up side down. i like to see psychopathology as an umbrella. either under rain or in the sun it is a “screen” and hides what’s underneath. tornados break it. but it might survive the power of winds and ice, and different fragilities.. its structure is beautiful and #colourful, kids see many weird creatures in it, and some very special people too. if i’d have to explain what this umbrella is about, i’d say it’s something the person does not recognise having, a chronic condition or a state people often deny even if it might bother them but it kind of always is resisted and tolerated by themselves and their friends and family. you don’t know you are bearing and staying under this umbrella until you discover the world being a totally new universe or until something breaks and something very crucial happens. until then the umbrella functions perfectly, in an amazing spectrum between the infinite variability of mental health and critically ill behaviours. to “build” a diagnosis, a photograph of a person in a certain moment, many days and deep knowledge are requested. i’ve faced borderline personality disorder many times and it’s always new and breath-taking every time i encounter it. and still there are schemes only ourselves as professionals might be able to see. under an umbrella you are in your comfort zone, in your shell of well(?)-being. outside that umbrella the world and the future are unknown, but you feel pretty d**n safe. then traumas happen. then humanity happens. and your umbrella breaks (even tragically and completely, without any possibilities to take time back). how can we process trauma? when does it sound like it’s be too late for it to be processed? how long does it take to live free and go back to thlife “before”? what if a child experiences trauma? what can professionals and expert teams do to help people who underwent this unbearable sufferance by the hand of an other human? did you know people are likely to recover better after natural catastrophes rather than after events caused by other humans? #flowers#bee#journaling#trauma#therapist#myjob#theplumeriaproject
One of #nature#wonder#iguazufalls ...to me these pics are good examples of what i’ve been doing my whole life long: as a person and as a therapist we‘ve been always standing in front of life, nature of things and of decisions which happen one after one another. we might feel awe, and also hypnotised and captured or even powerless and in grip of what we are experiencing and seeing. the second picture is very different from the first one: if we stood near the first fall we’d clearly see #danger and the imminent threat of getting even closer, but in the second case it all depends on perspectives whether we’d actually see danger for what it really is: if we are too close to that fall we cannot see its depth, if we get distance we might see a part of the fall, which might not include the entire area of interest, and certainly lose details, as fish or many birds tweeting and flying around or solid trees we are passing by or we might not feel the breeze and the water drops, if we are sailing on the river we might get to hear the rumour and intensity of water falling and then to imagine the power of this fall we are approaching but we will never know or predict its exact intensity, height and weight, extent, speed. if we try and measure them with sophisticated techniques and devices there will always be tiny mistakes or the possibility to get very near to a real description of the fall, but that feeling when you are in the middle of it and actually falling: that is not describable! these photos represent brains and minds. try and substitute the world fall with “mental health issue” that’s what i’ve got to say about #diagnose#behindeverydoortheresafall#fall#life#mentalhealthcare#mentalhealthissues#mentalhealthawareness#frommyjournal#journaling#writing#journey#adventuresofrecovery#therapist#theplumeriaproject
“with #freedom#flowers#books#moon who could not be happy?” this, in a quote by o. wilde, is the common sense speaking, just like nobel prices arguing the world will be saved by the beauty of things. this is partially true. i’ve been seeing so much amazing stuff i was in awe and wondering how small we can be, how insignificant in front of the magic we get to see in nature or live on our skin and in our body. our body still is a “perfect” functioning puzzle of complicated mechanisms which are coordinated and adapted to our needs, goals and nature of ourselves and surrounding environment. we were born to live survive and to adapt to the nature around us, and still, even if in front of the absolute #stunning#beauty of things, we end up feeling guilty when a feeling of loneliness/confusion/sadness risk to prevale, even when observing the spectacle of nature, science and humanity. as a person i get to hear happiness is a choice, as a therapist i learnt to understand there is no logic in human thinking and even if it was it’d always be twisted in a couple of milliseconds for reasons we didn’t expect or just couldn’t as we always argue we are and do remain #humans. humans in fact #truly are #unpredictable and a #wonder we are still trying to fully understand. as a therapist and a professional i learnt and will always be learning how to accept tolerate and “contain” feelings, experiences and personal opinions and/or reactions as if simply they were personal belongings the person is trying to understand or sort out with our help. we are not expert nor we are geniuses, we are trying to cope and get along with while processing feelings ourselves and we have been trying and forever will to make therapy and all interventions or prevention tailor-made in a metaphor used for many decades, just like a hand-made dress we are customising and sewing especially for our patient/customer/person asking for our advice and assistance. i truly and completely am passionate, fascinated and curious about brain and mind, diversity and lacking adaption, about the subtitle difference and #spectrum between “normality” and pathology. and still as a human and family member i have limits!