Hello. Did you miss me? Did you even notice I was gone? If you didn’t, it’s okay. I forgive you…this time. Just because there were all sorts of holidays and excitement and all that. But it’s true. I have not posted in several weeks, which is the longest I’ve gone without posting since I started this here blog.
My husband is in the hospital. So that’s why I’ve been too busy to blog–or return emails, or do anything besides keep myself and my children alive. If you’re one of my guest bloggers, or anyone else who has been trying to get ahold of me, I apologize. I plan to return all emails by the end of the week. We’re also hoping my husband will be home by the end of the week, though that all depends on how he’s doing. In the meantime, I will be getting the blog slowly restarted, including re-launching my monthly “Parenting with Mental Illness” feature interviews. If you are a parent with a mental illness who would like to share your story on Betty’s Battleground, I’d be honored to feature you. Check out the guest post info page for more details and to find the links to the preliminary interviews. Since February is my birthday month, I’m thinking I’ll actually feature myself. But I thought it would be interesting to have YOU ask the questions for this. Interested? Guess I’ll find out. Leave a comment with your question or questions for me. I do reserve the right to skip anything, but unless it’s super creepy or requires me to disclose another person’s personal info, I probably won’t skip it.
I really hope to get some participants so that I can have a fun feature for my birthday next month, and I hope even more to get some new mamas and papas for the interviews in the following months! Later this month I will be featuring poetry from some mental illness poets who I was supposed to feature last month but couldn’t due to the hospitalization. I should also be having my first sponsored post and…if everything turns out as hoped…a really cool surprise *knock on wood.*
Anyway, Happy New Year! If you made a resolution to take better care of someone who has PTSD in your life, check out my latest post on HealthyPlace, which tells you how to do just that:
It can be hard to care for someone who has posttraumatic stress disorder (PTSD). As someone who has served as both a caretaker and a person in need of care, I intimately understand the difficulties interlaced in the care of people with trauma histories. For example, it can be hard for us to express joy and gratitude, even when we feel it. People with PTSD can be prone to anger, which may make them lash out verbally or even physically (though studies have shown that PTSD does not usually make people more prone to violence than the general population). PTSD is sometimes treatment resistant, meaning we feel so damaged, hopeless, or otherwise unworthy that we give up on getting better, or refuse to try in the first place. People with PTSD are sometimes drawn toward self-harming behaviors like cutting themselves, or misusing drugs. It is indescribably painful to sit and hold the hand of someone you care for when that someone doesn’t appear to care about herself. But PTSD recovery relies on community support. We need you to keep holding our hands, even if we can’t find the words to tell you how much it means to us.