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I'm Belinda. Plot twist: I'm both a recovering addict AND a substance use disorder clinician. If you'd told me years ago I'd be where I am today, I would've laughed so hard I might've fallen off my barstool. But here we are, and somehow life turned out way better than any high I chased back in the day. I started this blog because we need to cut through all the BS around addiction and recovery. There's enough shame and stigma out there, and I'm pretty much done with it. It's time to get uncomfortable and talk about the stuff nobody wants to talk about. The messy parts. The real parts. Home-wise, I'm living my best chaos in northern Wisconsin with my incredible partner (our family's human rock), two amazing boys (one rocking the autism spectrum), a weirdly lovable dog named Baby Dog, and a cat named Steve. While our neck of the woods is postcard-pretty, we're not immune to the addiction crisis. This blog? It's going to be honest. Sometimes painfully so. Sometimes funny (because if we can't laugh at the darkness, what's the point?). Always real. Welcome to my corner of the internet, where recovery meets reality, and we don't sugarcoat a damn thing.

Wednesday, May 15, 2024

Mindfulness.... Your new Bestie!


Mind over Matter... Yeah OK!


If you think battling addiction is a rollercoaster, try doing it blindfolded and without the safety bars—oh wait, that's what happens when you're not mindful! Cue 'Mindfulness and Recovery': Your headlight and harness in this dizzying amusement park called life. Now, let's get a bit existential but stay with me—it's amusingly morbid.

First things first, mindfulness is not some hippie-dippie mumbo jumbo. It’s like being Sherlock Holmes in your own mind—observing without judgment, just far less cocaine and Victorian-era arrogance. Picture this: You're craving that dopamine hit faster than Dracula on a blood bank's grand opening. But then, here comes mindfulness, swooping in to save the day. It tells you to breathe and be like a tree or something… grounded, present, and probably leafier.

Think of mindfulness as that friend who points out your shoelace is untied so you don't face plant into relapse. It's about noticing the now, like realizing your room hasn't seen a vacuum cleaner since the last leap year but deciding not to stress-eat over it. Tiny victories, folks.

But why bother being as present as an unwanted Christmas sweater? Well, if you're absent-minded during recovery, it’s like forgetting to take off your socks before hopping in the shower—you end up feeling soggy and confused. Being present is acknowledging the sensation of slippery socks without running back to old habits for a dry pair.

It's not all kumbaya though; mindfulness does have its 'I-can't-believe-I-signed-up-for-this' moments. Imagine observing your thoughts with detachment when your mind is like a TV stuck on The Jerry Springer Show—loud, chaotic, full of questionable decisions. Yet somehow, that's where the magic happens—in silent rebellion against addiction’s tempestuous soap opera.

When cravings whisper sweet nothings like a siren luring sailors, mindfulness teaches you to observe those thoughts with the fascination of watching paint dry—acknowledge them, maybe nod politely, but don't get carried away into the abyss of "just one more time."

Incorporating mindfulness into recovery might feel as counterintuitive as eating soup with a fork at first. But over time, it strengthens coping muscles better than Popeye on spinach. Plus, if humor is our emotional defense mechanism—our psychological Spanx if you will—then coupling mindfulness with dark humor is like emotional chainmail with witty slogans.

So there you have it—a somewhat irreverent guide on how being present can safeguard you in the skirmish against addiction. Mindful recovery doesn't mask problems under layers of irony like an emo teenager but embraces them head-on—with a smirk perhaps because sometimes life’s plot twists deserve nothing less than dark laughter echoing into the void.

Remember: In the tragicomedy that is recovery, mindfulness keeps you anchored in reality while dark humor gives you permission to snort-laugh at life’s absurdities—even when they involve debating whether cauliflower can genuinely pass as pizza dough (spoiler: it can’t).

Stay sharp – be mindful – laugh often; survival tips courtesy of 'Mindfulness and Recovery'. Now go slay those dragons or at least pet them mindfully until they decide to leave on their own accord.-Belle-

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