Monday, 12 August 2013

Blogging troubles

I recently had a host of problems with this blog, culminating in a few interesting days where I was completely locked out of it! It turned out that the problem was in the template I've been using, hence the makeover once I was able to gain access to it again. In the meantime I moved my blog temporarily to wordpress at skreece.wordpress.com and have been posting new content there while I iron out the bugs.

I'm now a little ambivalent about which blog to continue with. I've been here for two years and love many things about blogger, especially how easy it is to start with and to customise. However there are things to love about wordpress also, particularly their app which is far superior to the blogger apps to my mind. This is very relevant to me as I do a lot of my posting from my phone. It's also easier for me to repost content and to share to facebook. On the other hand, all my links lead back to this site, it has good ranking in google, and people know it. Hard call. I'm giving it some thought.

Plus, I seem to need to metaphorically move the furniture around a bit online here and there to reinvigorate my interest, and the problems have kind of forced me to do that in a way that's got me feeling inspired again... which is nice.

In the meantime, head to the wordpress site for the latest content and photos. :) x

Friday, 2 August 2013

Holding my childhood to ransom turns 2!

Wow, I've just noticed that it was the 2 year anniversary of this blog yesterday! I've so far published 684 blog posts, and had 137,500 page views. I currently average about 8,000 page views a month.

I've become a lot more erratic about publishing this year, I used to be a reliable, publish every day blogger, but my life got more complicated, more people are in it who I don't want to expose in my blog, and I've had less time to think carefully and edit 'opinion pieces' about mental health and suchlike so I've slowed down a lot. This kind of frustrates me, but it's just how things are at the moment. I'm thinking about how I want things to be here for the next year.

My most popular ever posts (in order) are:

The most common search keywords that bring people to my blog are about dissociative identity disorder, self harm, and suicide. My primary audience is people in the US, followed by those here in Australia, followed by the UK. 

It all started with this post What am I up to at the moment? as I intended basically to share the development of my art projects such as my first pair of painted shoes called Happy Shoes. Within a few days I'd realised that I could use the blog to share mental health information. Bridges, the peer-led support group I help run for people with dissociation and/or multiplicity, started at the same time as this blog, so I started sharing the topics I'd developed to discuss in the group on this blog. The first one was on Managing Triggers. At the time I was a full time carer for a family member who was suffering from severe 'mental illness' and chronically suicidal. I chronicled my hospital visits on this blog in posts such as Planning new shoes, and then later shared my thoughts about being a carer with posts like Caring for someone who's suicidal

I lost my rat Pippi, my dog Charlie, and my cat Loki. I lost my foster cat Abbie, and fostered until their adoption Cleo and Tiger. I got my dog Zoe, my cat Sarsaparilla, and my kitten Tonks


I developed the logo for the Dissociative Initiative, helped write the constitution and found the board. I shared my personal library of mental health books. I started getting angry about the lack of conversations about sex and mental illness. I started writing a series of posts about emotionally safer sex.


I started a degree in Visual Arts, finished a Cert IV in Mental Health Peer Work, a Cert III in Microbusiness Operations, and part of a Cert III in Media, as well as a number of short courses.

I facilitated The Gap for same-sex attracted women aged 18 - 40, Blue Skies for people with food and/or body issues, Sound Minds for people who hear voices, Bridges, and several online groups.

I shared quick tips for bloggers and suggestions about starting your own blog and reflected on the process in blogging is strange, and why bother blogging. I started face painting, and then turned it into a business. I met my beautiful god-daughter Sophie. I baked airplane cupcakes. I turned 30. I struggled with depression and found my way through. I got sick often and then got better. 

I shared a lot of art, my journey at college, wrist poems, mental health articles, and poetry. The 'voice' of the blog changed over time as who in my system was writing changed. 

It's been an interesting and productive couple of years! I wonder where I'll be by year 3? Thanks for reading, commenting, sharing, and walking it with me. xxx

Thursday, 1 August 2013

Safe Sex 6 Communication & Consent

This article is part of a series about emotionally safer sex. Try also reading
    1. Checking In
    2. Expectations
    3. Bringing Down the Stakes
    4. Take Your Time
    5. Reset the Norms

6. Communication & Consent
I come from a highly conservative background where our sexual health information was entirely about abstinence, and based on fear of pregnancy, disease, and shaming. Sex was talked about as sacred, but basically seen as a commodity that had the highest value the first time you traded it, and depreciated rapidly. We did the whole 'hand a rose around the room and fondle the petals until they fall out' exercise my school. I was never supported to develop a language to feel comfortable communicating about sex, because the model of sex I grew up with assumes that I would never need it - I would remain a chaste virgin until I was married, then I would instantly become happily sexual and permanently available for sex with my husband. There was an assumption that ignorance about sex and an inability to communicate about it would possibly more likely keep me from having it until marriage. This model lacked the idea that I would still need to be able to communicate consent, comfort, pleasure, enthusiasm, or any other needs or feelings even once married. I once sat through sex education at a camp, as a 'youth leader', listening to the talk for the young boys, which was outside, round a campfire, with a bunch of adult men basically saying "Sex is awesome, don't do it until you're married", and then to the talk for the girls, which was inside, everyone sitting at individual desks in a classroom, while the adult women said "Sex is risky and you could get pregnant, don't do it until you're married". I was so angry that we were not telling girls sex is awesome, that they got the 'sex is scary' story, that I folded the paper handouts into airplanes and threw them at the presenter until I was thrown out of the room. I had no language other than this to communicate my distress.

Many of us grew up with variations of these ideas where communication about sex is unnecessary, and they have been cast in a romantic glow - that if it's 'real love' your partner will just 'know' what you want and like, or that a 'real' wo/man knows how to satisfy a wo/man. That if you're in love you will be perfectly sexually compatible and never need to negotiate that. That all 'decent' people  like the same sexual behaviours and therefore never need to communicate about their desires. On the other hand, sometimes these ideas have been taught to us with a brutal resignation - I was once advised by a female friend that "it takes a long time for women to get used to sex, and I don't think they ever really enjoy it". Tolerating miserable sex is seen as being grown up and understanding that real life isn't like the movies. This is really sad.

These kinds of ideas can make it challenging to communicate about sex! But, there is a big difference between privacy and shame. The former is a part of our healthy function as people, the latter is painful and destructive. Many of us (me included!) feel embarrassment and uncertainty when we try and talk about sexual stuff. That's okay! My experience has been that if you can untangle embarrassment from shame then it's not such a big deal. I talk about sex quite a lot, here on my blog, in my relationships, and in appropriate ways with people I help support in my mental health or queer supports work. In fact, it turns up as a topic all over the place, even in my work as an eating disorder peer worker. Sexual health and needs are not side issues in our lives, they are often key foundations in our relationships and health and happiness. However, I still get embarrassed! I still blush - I'm part German and have fair hair and white skin, my blush response can be pretty incredible! You don't have to be some kind of emancipated modern person to learn how to communicate about sex. :) It does get easier with time and practice.

Part of this is about education. I started reading and learning about sex, anatomy, being queer, child development, and so on as a young adult because I needed a broader framework than I'd been provided with in my upbringing. I remember the intense shame and self loathing I experienced as a young person, and the fear that myths and misinformation created in me. I had a vision of a future in which I would not be trapped anymore in the shame, terror, self hate, loneliness, and awful double binds about sex I had been living in. I was taught women are not interested in sex - so when as a young person I naturally started to mature sexually, I thought of myself as deviant and evil. I was taught that being gay is wrong so I feared and suppressed my natural interest in other girls. I was taught that once a man is aroused he "reaches a point of no return" where he cannot stop sex, so I learned that I was not permitted to stop or change my mind once a sexual act had begun. I was taught that after marriage a woman's body belonged to her husband, so she cannot deny him sex. I was taught that if an adult man touches a girl child that is abuse, but if the genders are reversed no harm can be done. I was taught that men cannot be raped, and that women cannot be sexual abusers. I experienced peer based sexual abuse that was not seen as abuse by anyone I sought support from because the others involved were also young people, so I learned that what happened to me didn't count, and the trauma reactions I suffered were simply me over reacting or being a drama queen. I witnessed sexual abuse, the entangling of sex and violence, sex and shame, punishment, sadism, entitlement, and humiliation. I became a repository of horror stories as other people confided secrets to me. I became a silent witness to peers helplessness in engaging their own sexual abuse, unwanted abortion, and incest. I was trapped in a nightmare mess of conflicting messages about sex through which I attempted to mature into an ethical, passionate, adult sexual woman. The result was disastrous and life threatening, an intense inner conflict and self hatred, warped frameworks about sex, relationships, and consent, and a clash between unbounded desires and terror. All of this happened in secrecy and silence, without a language to communicate, with no way of understanding what went wrong or how to set things right.

What I did have was this vision of myself as someone who was no longer afraid. Someone who could use correct anatomical terms without stuttering, who was comfortable with their own sexuality. Someone who might even have great sex, who could talk about it, ask for what they wanted, navigate consent, explore, explain, support, nurture, and adventure. It wasn't a clear vision and I couldn't believe in it all the time but by this star I set my course and began to inquire.

We need a language to be able to even think clearly about any of these areas. Communication and consent are profoundly connected ideas, without the ability to communicate, consent is not possible, and without the knowledge that we are allowed to express or deny consent, we have no foundation for our communication skills. So where do we start? Building communication skills in this areas started for me with a language I could engage.

Find a language you like for everything about sex. When you spend time with a sexual partner, work on a language you both like! What words do you both feel good about for your bodies, for different sex acts, for toys, lubes, for asking if the other person is interested in sex, for boundaries around what you are consenting to, the whole works. For some people this is pretty easy and there's not a lot of hassle. For others many words or terms are highly negatively charged and you may need to be creative to come up with ways of communicating about sex that are fun, respectful, useful, and don't increase stress. It doesn't matter if this private language makes no sense whatever to anyone else, as long as it works for whoever is involved with sex with you.

You need to be able to clearly communicate nuances, because sex and consent is more than yes/no! This is kind of frustrating considering that a whole lot of our culture hasn't really wrapped their brain around the idea of yes and no yet! There's a whole conversation here, the need to be able to communicate things like "It's late, let's go to bed, naked is good, lets kiss and cuddle but I'm not in the mood for anything else" or "Yes, I'd love to have sex, but I feel like this or this and not that (kind of sex) today", or "How do you feel about trying this new (toy/position/game/whatever) today?" or "I'd really like to sleep alone tonight, don't take it personally, I'm not upset with you and I'd love to have you over again on Friday if that works for you?" or "I know you're not feeling into sex tonight, but I'm really worked up, do you mind if I take care of myself in bed while you hold me?". If you're not used to this, these conversations are hard at first. Whether you're setting the scene with a new sexual partner or trying to introduce more communication into an existing relationship, it can be scary and awkward and stressful. But then, so can sex without communication.

People who engage in types of sex that are risky use back up forms of communication to make sure everyone stays safe. This might sound a bit silly, but if you have any concerns about communication this can be a wise idea for any kind of sex. Some of us struggle to say things clearly. Terms that require a high level of confidence and assertion can be difficult. They can also be tangled with unintended meanings. So, where 'stop' might be difficult to say, and feel confronting and rejecting when all the person is trying to say is 'please pause for a moment, I need to gather myself', or 'sit up a bit, I can't breathe well', a safe word can be less challenging.

Practice it! If you have high anxiety or difficulty with boundaries, you may really struggle with this. So, silly as it sounds, practice it with your partner or with each partner. Sit on the bed, have a massage, and say your safe word. Touch stops, and then starts up again when you ask for it. If verbal communication is sometimes compromised - due to disability, anxiety, dissociation, switching, or anything else - have a 'safe touch' that is used the same way. It needs to be easy and simple - a pinch, tapping the other person twice, clicking a ring against the bedhead... This is especially relevant for any form of sex where you can't see other person's face. It can be difficult to tell sometimes if the breathing or sounds are pleasure or distress, and that uncertainty can add a lot of unnecessary anxiety to sex. You need easy ways to check in that don't feel too awkward - "Are those happy sounds?". Especially if you or your partner have a lot of stress around sex and communication issues like this - checking in needs to become the norm to keep sex emotionally safe.

Don't let anything make you feel awkward because of this, I know that we never see this in movie sex or sex in books. It is critical that you both want what is happening, that neither has frozen and that sex is not migrating between consensual and abusive. We as a culture are still struggling to understand that this happens, and we don't give people the tools we need to navigate sex and keep it good. Safe sex doesn't just mean stopping when they say no, it's about not doing anything they haven't said yes to, and about learning how to communicate no, and yes, with enthusiasm and without shaming.

This isn't the final word on this topic, in fact it barely scratches the surface. Communication about sex is linked to but also distinct from our communication skills in other areas. Assertiveness is part of this but also insufficient - we shouldn't have to be highly assertive, we should be working to create safer environments where it's easy to communicate even if we're feeling very vulnerable. If you're interested in exploring ideas about the nature of consent further, I suggest reading "Yes means Yes: Visions of Female Sexual Power and a World without Rape" by Friedman and Valenti. I hope that my simple, if unusual, suggestions might start you thinking about these topics in your relationships, and help you come up with creative ways to build in more, and easier, forms of communication about sex.

Sunday, 28 July 2013

A Day at the Beach

Today kind of sucked, fibro pain levels were bad, I didn't get enough sleep, and Rose is all tied up with night shifts on the weekends at the moment and we're missing her. So my sister and Zoe and I went off to the beach. It was really nice. My admin is still terrifying since I've been sick so much this year and I'm really behind. Some days I'm making good progress with it, other days if I even look at my to do list I'm going to spontaneously combust. Today was the latter. So we hung around down at the back with capsicum dip and a block of chocolate. 








I was feeling a bit bad lately about how I'm posting up photos of Tonks but so few of Zoe or Sars lately. Then I remembered that Sars visits for about 1/2hr a day total (3 ten min visits generally to eat) and Zoe is bloody difficult to capture on film, even with the sports/action mode. I took about 50 photos today to get a few good ones of her, and that was with my sister holding her on the lead! Here's a small sampling of what my usual efforts to photograph her look like:



Now I'm going to think about dinner and putting colours in my hair. 

Hair

After a couple of rocky days today has been mostly better. My system is settling down a bit, Rose and I spent a bit of time apart because we'd got into a spiral where we were setting each other off badly with trauma stuff... a lot of the time we can take turns who does the caring and who does the crashing but sometimes we're not in sync and we're spiraling. It was good to reconnect. My sister came over too so we took the day off and did our hair at home together. I've done a basic hair cutting course at the WEA a couple of years ago, and plenty of home bleach and dye jobs over the years. So I did a cut and colour for them both, and for me I've done a bit of a basic trim on my own and shaved off both sides over my ears. Then we've bleached the middle strip of long hair. Tomorrow I'll throw some colours through it. So far it looks like this:
Happy to have it alternative again. Just taking things gently at the moment. Grieving a dead friendship and a bit stirred up, in a vulnerable kind of space. For now though, bed and Bradbury and poetry and sleep... if I'm lucky, strange dreams where the world is entirely different and I forget who I am for a little while. 

Saturday, 27 July 2013

Retail Therapy

I had a hard day yesterday, so I bought myself a present. This little guy had been hanging around the chemist for a couple of months, and it's hard to go past a rainbow dinosaur on a rough day. I didn't even try.

Friday, 26 July 2013

Wrist Poem - Broken

I hit a couple of triggers tonight that flipped us from content and coping to wildly distressed in a heartbeat. My brain is full of screaming pain. This is my new wrist poem:
It reads: "Some nights, it has to be okay to be broken... to be without hope... not to believe..."

Tuesday, 23 July 2013

Back In The Saddle

Still alive, sorry about the radio silence. I got back on my feet just in time to hit the school holidays and I've been flat out painting at the local zoos. It's been frustratingly quiet on the wet days but overall I'm happy. I've honed my skills, made some great contacts, painted lots of faces on the sunny days, fitted out my kit to offer glitter tattoos, given out lots of business cards, and uploaded loads of wonderful photos. Happy camper. :) Also very happy to be having a much quieter week now as I'm seriously behind on the admin that's banked up while I've been ill. There's a lot! I've been working on some basic housework as well as essential business stuff which is time consuming but frankly, rather fun. (the business stuff, not the housework) I love my job!

I've made the call that with my health the way it has been this year and the demands of this business, I'll leave the awesome Queer Women's Support Worker job alone... which is sad. But also feels right. I think if I had to drop the face painting or the queer support job, in a few years time it's the face painting that I'd be thinking of wistfully and regretting passing up on.

I'm making a lot of plans for the future which is wonderful. Hopes and dreams abound. I'm writing poetry again. I feel... full of life. Anxious too... dreams are scary. They make you take risks, and the thing about risks is that sometimes you fall.

But for now, there's no falling. There's hope and hard work and plans and new skills.
Writing at my favourite cafe after a counselling appointment yesterday.

Wednesday, 17 July 2013

Abstracts for the World Hearing Voices Conference

Later this year this amazing conference is being held in Melbourne and I'm determined somehow to go. Last year it was in Cardiff, and I had an abstract accepted but was unable to fund the trip. I've just submitted this bio and these three abstracts... wish me luck. :)

Bio

I’m a poet, writer, and artist living with ‘multiple personalities’. I’m co-founder and chair the board of non-profit organisation The Dissociative Initiative. In the past few years of work in mental health I've been developing peer-based resources, facilitating groups, and giving talks and presentations about dissociation, trauma recovery, and voice hearing. I've also been a full time carer for others with ‘mental illness’. I’m passionate about creating alternative frameworks to that of mental illness and reclaiming madness as valuable.

Voices as parts: Understanding multiplicity and other dissociative experiences

Dissociation is often misunderstood and 'multiple personalities' is seen as rare and bizarre. Some voice hearers are struggling with dissociative issues and/or experiencing some of their voices as parts. These are commonly interpreted as psychotic experiences and can be confusing and distressing, such as the sense of being possessed. I will share some of my personal experiences of how dissociation affects me, what it is like to have voices that are parts, and strategies I have used in my own recovery. I will also share a framework for making sense of the array of dissociative experiences, including multiplicity. My experience has been that multiplicity is a spectrum, and I will explore common forms of multiplicity we can all relate to in a non-sensationalist way. I do not locate these experiences within the ‘mental illness’ paradigm, but nor do I minimize the suffering they can cause. For people who hear voices that are parts, there can be additional challenges to recovery such as conflict over control of the body. Parts can present a voice hearer with an additional threat to their sense of identity, and their exclusive right to determine the course of their own life. I will explain some basic principles of working successfully with parts and living as a multiple. I hope to inspire people to feel more comfortable and confident in discussing and navigating dissociative issues, and encourage people that it is possible to live well with voices who are parts.


Embracing Diversity – Life as a Tribe

I will share my experience of living with voices who are parts – from confusing childhood issues, diagnosis within the mental illness paradigm, to my current passion for peer work. A personal sharing of my own movement towards greater understanding and self-acceptance, and my rejection of the mental illness model in favour of “a grand adventure of self discovery”. I’ll share sad and funny life stories about multiplicity that will help people better understand the experience and reflect upon their own identity growth and relationship to community. Drawing upon my skills in the creative arts I’ll share some of the pain and joy of life as a tribe. This talk will invite audience questions and welcome friendly curiosity about the nature of multiplicity.

Supporting someone through a dissociative crisis

Despite the psychiatric tendency to divide experiences into discrete categories, we are becoming more aware that experiences such as anxiety, psychosis, and dissociation can commonly occur together. We now have Mental Health First Aid training offering suggestions to support people through various common crises such as a panic attack. However, few of us know how to recognise or support someone experiencing a dissociative crisis. I will discuss common experiences, an understanding of triggers, and the role of trauma. Common problems for people with parts in crisis will also be touched upon such as major internal power shifts, abuse between parts, vulnerable or child parts getting stuck ‘out’, and chronic cries for help. Harmful coping techniques will be explored in the context of an attempt to manage and gain control over these experiences. I will demonstrate how to understand and map these harmful approaches, such as alcohol abuse or self harm, in a way that opens up many other possibilities for effective grounding techniques that are individual and specific. The protective role of dissociation will also be discussed, and the need at times to trigger or increase dissociation both for safety and to make possible deep emotional renewal. 

Glitter Tattoos

I've been experimenting with the application of temporary glitter tattoos and today I bought my first professional quantity for public use. In fact, I'll have them available at the Adelaide Zoo today where I'm booked to paint. I'm pretty excited and a little bit nervous... :) I'm expecting to be able to expand my range in the near future to metallic temporary tattoos, henna style, imitation tattoos painted with skin safe ink, and art transfers I've designed... it's a pretty exciting time with the business at the moment and I'm fortunate to have some great opportunities and good support from people around me. If you'd like to see more of my latest designs, come and check out my People Painting facebook page here. Or, come along to Adelaide Zoo today!

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