Creating My Odyssey

Quirky artist / writer / explorer / wild west, steampunk & ghost nut /renaissance soul / mental health & lifestyle blogger

Tuesday, 22 October 2019

CREATING MY ODYSSEY: I MADE A BOO-BOOB!

CREATING MY ODYSSEY: I MADE A BOO-BOOB!: :-( It's my own fault - I shouldn't have done it. I did ask for it, though, didn't I?      I posted onto my numerous F...

Friday, 18 October 2019

I MADE A BOO-BOOB!


:-(


It's my own fault - I shouldn't have done it. I did ask for it, though, didn't I?

     I posted onto my numerous Facebook writing groups the plot line of the first chapters of my novel and asked for opinions. I received two negative, unhelpful comments out of numerous more positive ones. Two negative comments!  'Get over it!' I told myself. Two negative comments. That was it. But I took umbrage.

     I was also reminded that it's never a good idea to post plot lines or portions of one's novel-in-progress. For one thing, my plot-line isn't copyrighted, so anyone could nick my idea and take the credit for it if anything came of it (you never know...). So I deleted them from Facebook. Also, posting portions of writing means that it's been published, resulting in putting your project in jeopardy should you decide to try using traditional publishers. Publishers won't accept previously published work.

     As a result of all this I posted another message stating that I'd made a boo-boob in posting the plotline and I mentioned the negative responses. I posted to all those groups again. The result of this second post was a deluge of responses - some positive and supportive but some not. Oh, dear. I did ask for it, I suppose.

     I'm definitely obsessive about posting onto numerous writing groups, as though needing reassurance that my plotline is ok, and a couple of people did ask why I did that. But it's impossible to try to explain to people in just a few words your reasoning for the things that you do. So, never post your plot lines or story in any shape or form for the reasons I've mentioned, plus you may receive negative comments you don't need or necessarily deserve. I've done it before and obviously didn't learn, but I really shan't be doing it again. In fact I was tempted to quit those Facebook writing groups altogether. But no.

     I let it all cool off for a moment, and didn't respond to anything. Then, believe it or not, I posted a third post in response to all this, explaining why I do what I do, explaining my novel writing story, and bemoaning the facts of negativity and nastiness on Facebook. And then I started posting to all my writing groups! Don't I learn? Apparently not. Anyway, on reading a suggestion that it's not a good idea to post the same message to all these groups - I was stopped in my tracks.. And I haven't been back to read the responses. I daren't! I'm going to leave it a while before I peep at the umpteen responses at some point, let the hoo-ha die down! 😧 But gosh - the number of 'friend' requests I've received since I posted those messages is astonishing - even bizarre. What's going on?! In the meantime, I'm laying low for a while. Going into hiding with a brown paper bag over my head until the hoo-ha dies down. 

     Yesterday I took a quick peep at one of those responses. It said, quite reasonably: 'Why do you post to all these groups?' I equally quickly departed. I don't want to know! I'm such a pillock. I don't know how long posts remain before disappearing or whatever it is they do on Facebook but I might eventually take a gander (English term to 'look') at them. You never know - there might be some valuable posts among them. I do know some of those responses have prompted threads leading away from my original posts. That'll be a relief!

     Have I learned my lesson? I bloody well hope so!


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Thursday, 10 October 2019

CREATING MY ODYSSEY: CALIFORNA ROCKET FUELThis is the 'miracle' medi...

CREATING MY ODYSSEY: CALIFORNA ROCKET FUEL


This is the 'miracle' medi...
: CALIFORNA ROCKET FUEL This is the 'miracle' medication that, together with  Cognitive Behavioural Therapy , over a peri...



This is the 'miracle' medication that, together with 
Cognitive Behavioural Therapy, over a period of around five years, brought me to where I am now. You could almost say I'm completely cured of depression and anxiety - I do get the glooms every now and then, but I can work through it with the help of Husband. I call it a miracle because, in my case, it certainly deserves that tag. No other medication had done that for me.

My first antidepressant, Prothiaden (Dopiethan), had been prescribed a year into young motherhood. Post Natal Depression, my GP announced. The medication certainly made me feel heaps better, and I was able to continue in a much better frame of mind after that. I continued having my moods and ups and downs, but, by and large, Prothiaden really helped. Other issues had, in years to come, to be dealt with, such as my upbringing and relations with my parents and siblings. That's where Cognitive Behavioural Therapy would finally come in. But when I first started on antidepressants I was convinced that I didn't need talking therapy. It was 'simply' a matter of chemical imbalances in my brain. How wrong I was! And I strongly disbelieved that my parents and siblings were at fault.

But Prothiaden certainly made a big difference, and I was able to get on with the job of bringing up my young family in a much lighter frame of mind, if not completely cured. Prothiaden's effectiveness lasted for twenty years. A long time!

By then, anxiety had taken a big swing at me. I was prescribed Venlafaxine, which was quite successful in helping me overcome that side of my mental struggles. But seven years later, the efficacy of that medication wore off and anxiety took the edge off some of the things I wanted to do, and managed to do. But which, after they were over, I would be relieved that I had managed but that was enough.

I'm referring to wild west living history camps, portraying my character Kitty Le Roy (and my website Kitty Le Roy's Wild West) who was a gambler and shootist back in the old west. I extended the character and portrayed her as a prospector and adventurer as well. I did love portraying her and became quite well-known on the living history circuit in the UK.  Husband portrayed a quack doctor - Jack Coltrane (JC) - and has said what a shame it was that I could no longer do this activity because Kitty Le Roy had become a bit of a character at camps!

I'm such a feminist when it comes to this big hobby of mine, and determined to show that these characters existed. When I encountered the few nay-sayers who stated that women like her were rare and that most women remained domesticated, I researched these heroines and uncovered many. History tended to be written by men, so these women were rarely touched upon until modern times and I wanted to help redress that.

But I digress, big time. Back to my mentality...

Yes, I was suffering. Extremely anxious about encountering these nay-sayers. I carried on living history camping until I could do it no longer. Five years ago, Venlafaxine had taken a fall. My psychiatrist prescribed Prozac. A week later, over the Christmas period, I became suicidal. And the rest, as they say, is history. Here's the link describing what happened after that: About Me

Let me just emphasise, however, that, like any other drug, it won't work for everyone. We're all different/unique in our physiological make-up. What will work for one person, won't necessarily work for someone else. Alternatively, it just might, but then you have to seek the advice of your GP before you do anything else.

So that's the story of me and California Rocket Fuel, and my renaissance soul life to follow. More to come...!

ps:  Husband and I are now experimenting with Steampunk - our characters can be a           combination of wild west and steampunk!


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Wednesday, 9 October 2019

CREATING MY ODYSSEY: REBECCA ADLINGTON: PANIC ATTACKS TALKING ABOUT IT

CREATING MY ODYSSEY: REBECCA ADLINGTON: PANIC ATTACKS TALKING ABOUT IT: I started this post a while ago, then got distracted.  But here it is: Shared from BBC Sports Rebecca Adlington: Olympic swimmer ...

REBECCA ADLINGTON: PANIC ATTACKS TALKING ABOUT IT

I started this post a while ago, then got distracted. 
But here it is:


Shared from BBC Sports

Rebecca Adlington: Olympic swimmer opens up about suffering from anxiety







Britain's Rebecca Adlington
Rebecca Adlington won two bronze medals in her her Olympic Games in London in 2012

Double Olympic champion Rebecca Adlington says she is receiving therapy for panic attacks and hopes "talking about it more" will put a stop to the "big stigma" around mental health.
The 30-year-old mum of one admits it has taken six months for her to get help for her anxiety.
"It's every single night going to bed that I start feeling panicky," she told BBC Radio 5 Live's Friday Sports Panel.
She added: "I'm not an alien just because I suffer from panic attacks."
Adlington has competed in two Olympic Games - winning two golds in the 800m and 400m freestyle in Beijing in 2008, followed by bronze in those events in London four years later.
But since her retirement in 2013, and the subsequent loss of the extra support offered to British athletes, she said her anxiety grew.
"I've always kind of had something looming but very, very rare. I probably had two panic attacks a year when I was competing it was that rare."
The trigger came with the loss of her grandfather in 2018.
"Since then it's just been every single day, every single week just really, really intensified. And I thought, hold on - if you're having them once or twice a year that's manageable, but when you are having them week in and week out it's just debilitating to be honest.
"When you live on your own, when you're a single parent, I'm just so focused on putting my daughter to bed and then I'm just left on my own and that's when my mind starts over-thinking. I start ticking and I get all worked up and panicky about it."
Adlington chose to open up about her panic attacks on social media and says the response has been "brilliant".
"It's about talking about it more. There's such a big stigma about it and actually it's about normalising it. If anyone is out there who is following me and is going through exactly the same, I just want them to be able pluck up the courage and to go and seek help as well.
"Yes, it's a long and slow process. Athletes we want quick fixes don't we - we're injured, sort us out and get us better.
"But therapy isn't like that. I'm three months into it and definitely feeling a lot better. I now know how to manage a panic attack, I've probably had one in the past few weeks, which for me is huge.
"It's definitely getting a lot better, more manageable and it's one of those I feel a lot better for as well."





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