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Understanding Neurodiversity: A Dyspraxic Viewpoint
Introduction Hello, my name is Chloe Urquhart or some of you might know me by my pen name, Amber Forest. Today I’m going to explain what the terms neurodiverse and neurotypical mean. I have what is considered a neurodivergent condition or developmental difference called dyspraxia, otherwise known as developmental co-ordination disorder (DCD). I am going to start off with some basic definitions and facts regarding neurodiversity and neurotypical. Next I will go into the theories and validity of the terms then I will give you my perspective from a dyspraxic (DCD) viewpoint.
In The Aftermath of Depression
On a large scale, you can look into articles regarding the subject of depression and find answers to “Why You Suffer From Depression” to “How To Pull Yourself Out Of Depression.” One thing I don’t see very often has been on my mind for weeks now, begging me to write an article about it but insisting that I wait until I have a better mindset to do so.
The Psychological Impact of Gaslighting
Thankfully we talk about gaslighting a lot more than we used to, pretty much everyone knows what it is and they know somebody who does it. And anyone can be a gaslighter, the only qualification you need is to be a total dick.
Vocal Is My Therapy
Why do I need therapy, you ask? Well, I'm experiencing a lot of anxiety for two reasons. One, I got a new job that's been stressful. Two, my birthday is coming soon. I will be turning thirty this year (as I am writing this). To be honest, I am not looking forward to it. For the first time in my life, I'm not looking forward to my birthday. Sad, right? To me, thirty is the end of being young and the start of getting old. I know that's dumb, but it's how I feel. I want to either repeat my twenties or stall the aging process altogether. But life doesn't work that way. I got to learn to accept that. Luckily, I have found a place of solace and peace. It's a place of belonging and artistic thinking. That place is called Vocal. Why is Vocal therapy for me?
This story is based on my experiences both in Afghanistan in 2007, and at home, some 14 years later, when the news broke in August that the Taliban were retaking the country. It describes what I was feeling in that moment and in the weeks following. Although some of the information is fictional, the basis of the story is a true reflection of incidents then, on my last night in Kandahar, and now, as I work to overcome PTSD. I managed not to do what I describe in the last paragraph, but that reality exists, always challenging me.
Dear Reader: If COVID-19 Hurt Your Mental Health, I'm Sorry
Hello, I don't know who you are, but my guess is that if you've clicked onto this article, you may be struggling to cope right now.
It’s bedtime. Sometimes I don’t want to go to sleep because it means starting all over tomorrow. I never used to feel this way. I used to love going to bed, the feeling of exhaustion, the soft fabric of my pillow and the release of tension from my body as I drift into sleep.
Green Light, Red Light
Childhood. You envision innocence, vibrant colors, and laughter. Children aren't taught to be ''broken''. But I was. I was critical of the person in the mirror for my manner of critiques, instead of my manner of etiquettes. Creators try too hard, my critic shouts like a cranky old scrooge. We're taught from a young age not to judge a book by its cover. We do, especially by those somewhere in the spectrum of talent.
Textiles and Me
I've always enjoyed making things, though it took me a while to find my physical medium. That happened when I joined the Society of Creative Anachronism (SCA) and discovered historical textiles.
Strength Is Simone Biles
In a sport where greatness is undervalued in a means of unfairly "protecting" other athletes from attempting to achieve it, arguably the greatest gymnast of all time was punished, simply for being the best.
Today, I Would Rather Pull the Covers Over My Head
Today I would rather pull the covers over my head and wait out my funk. I don’t know why I woke up feeling this way. There is no clear-cut reason to point at and say,
Surfing bipolar. Note #1.
Hello, I’m Varvara. I am a coder, designer, artist, mom, wife, storyteller, surfer, and I have bipolar disorder. One day, I hope to write a book about my experience of going through life with bipolar disorder. In the meantime, I’m starting with a smaller step: writing monthly articles on the connections between surfing and bipolar disorder.