Oredolapo A Roberts
During my roughest times, I maintained my innate desire to help others. Sharing my experiences as a healing narrative helps me communicate hope. Sharing a laugh is love.
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Five Guides to a Happy Place
Unpacking, in its basic form, is like chatting with a friend to share something dreadful that’s happened to you. There are times our friends can offer the best solutions and there are times… not so much. Either way, we must do something with the stuff that comes from unloading our emotions and connecting them to the relating situations. Recently, I recalled not knowing how to manage my stuff after unpacking. My initial experience with talk therapy filled me with alternating reactions of anger and disgust. When I continued speaking of the circumstances that got me there, I hid in any space that was left. After a few sessions, I coiled into a ball of anxiety. I went down a rabbit hole of depression. Then I planted myself on top of a mound of self-sabotage. Soon after, I stopped going to therapy.
Refreshing Bonds in a Pandemic
The summer equinox creates an ideal environment for animals, plants and even the human spirit to thrive. New Yorkers begin to digest summers that may never be the same. I wonder, "where can the extraterrestrials in my galaxy partake in the power of freedom that comes with a lighthearted pace, fresh food and nightly cool breezes that balances the heat from a long summer day?" Daily activity and moments allowing time for rest and bonding are our essentials. It is clear we need a land of continual summer. This place would allow a “lovecation”, an optimum environment for renewing connections.
Music to Move You When Your Life is on Pause
What better way to approach this time of staying alone together than a good beat with moving lyrics? Through trial and error to manage the diagnosis of my mental health I learned that music is my way to reconnect to my light. And I need that combination, otherwise it is a pretty face without a soul. I put together this playlist to help me deal with depression and anxiety. Having to travel on public transportation during this time, I have had full panic attacks daily. So, I went to what I know works.
Ways to Help You and Your Child Ease Into the New School Year
I don’t recall other first days of the school like I remember my first day of college. Graduating from high school at 17, to enter college two months before my 18th birthday did not worry me. Categorizing me as smart, and noting I made friends with little effort did not help me on my first day as a college student. My anxiety level was so high, I sobbed before leaving my house. I had no clue then, but I had a full-blown panic attack. After a pep talk from my sister, I got it together and made my way to school. I made it through my first semester with a B-average. However, I did not return to college for another three years.
My happiest memories as a three-year-old was the birth of my youngest brother, and the tingle within my spirit as I danced. I still sense the tickle around my heart as I remember anticipating the experiences this delicate being would add to my life. Dancing incited my physical self-awareness. I know my scattered improvisations were absurd. But I felt good stomping, spinning and flailing my limbs to the rhythm. I now experience the same rush as my body responds to music. I think I developed better coordination. While both events are different, each one reminds me, moments are temporary, but the impact can last forever. I was in my late thirties when a psychiatrist was gauging my ability to return home after a short stay in a Behavioral Unit. She helped me recognize what is necessary to create the dynamics that allowed a flow I found favorable, where I kept the pace. Our conversation included self-esteem, confidence, safety, and what I later learned to be a Locus of Control. During her explanation for each of those topics, she mentioned personal-boundaries every time.