Tag: in the system

How to make recovery easier

Today I’m going to show you my work day. I’m recovering, as you may know, from a huge mental break down and learning how to live and function with my Aspergers diagnosis without breaking down again. I’ve reached a point, as mentioned in “Shout out to the ones we love”, where I once a week work 3 hours at a place called Special Minds, a company that is focused on getting neurodiverse folk like me back…

By Linda V. Lind October 18, 2018 4

Investigation of sexual assualt matters!

I am emotional. Unable to define those emotions. But as I watch the two women question Jeff Flake, I tear up. The vision on my IPad screen takes me back. I remember dispair. Violation. The excruciating shame. My core is shaken and cold. I tighten the blanket around my body. Uneasy I bend my legs and wrap my arms around my knees. Slowly and silently I rock my body back and forth, autistically stimming to…

By Linda V. Lind September 29, 2018 0

Aaauuuw – I feel good!!

Inspirational tune: James Brown “I feel good” (link goes to YouTube, live 2005) It would be a hell of a lot easier to write this in Danish, but some of you are from other countries and ggaaawwddd I just wanna share! So – to sum things up: I have currently been on sick leave for a year, lost my job due to that, admitted to the psychiatric hospital to check for schizophrenia, got out with an…

By Linda V. Lind August 16, 2018 0

At få en diagnose

“Ja, vi har jo været igennem en lang række spørgsmål og tests og jeg har konfereret løbende med overlægen og også her til sidst. Og vi er fuldstændig overbevist om at du har Aspergers Syndrom….” Han fortsatte med at tale, men jeg hørte ham egentlig ikke. Jeg var blevet forberedt på det, at de overvejede Aspergers, men jeg havde ikke rigtig bundfældet den ordentligt. For jeg var jo ikke computernørd eller talgeni. Jeg ved ikke…

By Linda V. Lind October 25, 2017 0

At lære at leve igen – indlagt i psykiatrien

Regnen tegner tykke striber ned af ruderne og slører træerne udenfor til våde fatamorganaer. Et sted lyder en lastbils baksignal og fra fællesrummet trænger der sig svage stemmer ind på værelset, brudstykker af sætninger og ord, der ikke giver mening eller kontekst til mine ører. Efteråret tager sine første skridt, bladene giver roligt op én for én, mens jeg sidder som tilskuer til en verden, der går videre. Den efterlader mig ikke. Jeg bæres med…

By Linda V. Lind September 23, 2017 0