Under Construction - MHWA Retreat

We likely felt the same in the beginning of our introspective journeys ruwthy. I began soon after being 100% disabled (i limped thru working for many years). I kept having horrible, vivid nightmares. I wasn’t an open person, and I didn’t grow up in the technological age either. Got our first computer in 2001, and what did I find? Stories.com.

I tried to retain my dignity and my privacy, but then nobody really knew me or what I was about. So I learned how to share more, and then I grew into a better person. That is, I felt better about myself. Now I just let it all hang out because frankly Ive nothing much to lose by just being me. But I don’t have mental illness history, just symptoms from meds and adrenal crises, and some stuff so I can’t say I exactly relate.

As it goes, I just can’t imagine anyone will be able to do me much harm on wdc. In your profession ruwthy, perhaps privacy has taken on so much more meaning, too? That makes sense. And you know, we are all different! I tend to agree with Char though, you’ve put yourself out there in here and it’s a big step for you.

If this whole site wasn’t trustworthy in protocols and policies I wouldn’t be able to share much let alone write my poetry. Nothing is foolproof but...