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I am a public speaker for the local school board and local police regarding education relating to mental health and dual diagnosis (mental illness plus addiction). It's probably the thing I'm most proud about in life but I never really get to tell anyone.

I also speak many languages. When I was in university I contemplated taking linguistics but I ended up in neuroscience and biological anthropology. I had some linguistics courses but I think I might have really enjoyed that program specifically.

I named my kitten after a non-living US president even though I'm Canadian.
 
1) I love old, rusty things.

2) I love thrift stores, the only place I buy nifty clothes at!

3) I pride myself on being eccentric and odd. It's a great thing to be.

4) I lose my train of thought mid sentence, all the time. Constantly.
 
I love the ocean and its many 'moods'. As a child, I would go sit on the boulders that edged our bay. When the weather was really rough, I felt almost called out to witness it, almost to be at one with it in a Zen sort of way. I love the booming crash when large waves hit the rocks. I love rocks too. I used to let the sea be angry for me.
 
I use to babysit a family that had a little boy who always had to look good when I came over, even putting a little bit of cologne on (like his daddy). He was a cute character.

At the most I had four jobs while in high school. Babysitting, telemarketing, gift shop, nursing home. Today, I have none. Unfortunately. I miss working.
 
The day after Thanksgiving (USA), we found a lost small puppy, part chuhuawa(sp). I put him inside my scarf and coat to keep him warm. Then, the puppy and I went house to house in our neighborhood up and down hill, ringing every bell. No one knew where he was from. I walked about a mile and was in too much pain to go on. Just then a car slowed down, stopped and rolled down its window. Inside were the family that was looking for this puppy. I got a ride home. Almost home, the puppy turned to give me puppy kisses as if to say thank you. Remembering that still makes me smile softly.
 
The year I spent a month in the hospital for PTSD/sexual abuse trauma, I decided I needed a vacation. I picked a hotel directly on the beach and stayed for a week, pretty much by myself(a friend did come visit). This prompted me to change my life and location. So I gathered my sister and brother and we took a week to drive down to South Carolina to find a school and city for me to live in. We found one. My brother decided to do the same and he picked another city down there. So, less then a month later, we both up and moved several states away.

I met my future husband one week before I was leaving the state. He proposed at the end of the week. I said I was still going, and he supported that. We were married several months later and he moved down with me. Been married almost 20 years.

I've deviated from that Britt a bit. Kind of miss her. She was the less cautious, more in control Britt, I have ever been.
 
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