The psychobabbling food-loving seamstress.

And another….Hot Damn…

Posted in Uncategorized by Ambs on February 20, 2010

I’m boiling, this is ridiculous!  How I wish I was in Eastern Europe at the moment, winter winter every where!

I fell asleep for about 3 hours, now I’m wide awake again! bah!

I’m trying to remember what I’ve been wanting to write about this week, Depression and Sexual Impulse/Compulsion, my brand spankin’ new blog (currently under construction), my trip, and the fact that I am officially a student (finally!!!).  Oh and the usual law related rant…

Depression/Anxiety and the relativity of sexual desire/obsession.  When I was way way way down, deeply depressed, there were very few things that could get me motivated, one of them was going out and picking-up (or going after men I knew I had no chance with/shouldn’t. A.K.A. Using methods of avoidance, rather than dealing with what was really going on in my head).  I could never work out why I did it, as I’d feel even lower after, and couldn’t work out why my brain wouldn’t let me be happy after certain experiences.
I’ve been thinking about it in context lately, and realising that instant fleeting moment of sexual gratification is yet another method of avoidance.  So instead of staying home, sitting with how I felt, and writing, letting it out, I’d avoid it, and feel even lower after.  Learning that this is yet another pattern of avoidance (like binge-drinking), has bought some interesting clarity.  Some more to think about, it’s a nice realisation though, as I couldn’t work out a) why I kept doing it (or, more so having the intention to), and b) why I felt even worse after.
Just for the record, and to put it in context, that is strictly related to depression (well, my experience with it).
Most people use patterns of avoidance, depressed or not…
My sister for example, is notorious at avoiding doing assignments (she’ll leave it all to the last 2 weeks or so, this also goes for getting reports done!), will always find something to play with before she’ll settle.  Looking for music to listen to, buying things on the internet… etc…

The brand-spankin’-new-blog…
I had a moment last semester while I was doing QOT’s for a class at work, one of the comments caught my eye, “I wish we didn’t have to do so may Hypothetical’s”.  As I read this comment, I wondered why this person was bothering to study Law?
How else would you be able to consider the implications of law on society?
Even if not related to law exactly, the implications of how human beings interact with each other, and the products of these interactions.  One of the reasons I love going back over Geoffrey Robertson’s Hypothetical’s (Yes, this man gets a lot of mentions on my blog.  I will stop talking about him eventually), is because they bring about interesting debate on how different people view things, their actions based on these views, and the product of these action.
Although in a hypothetical situation, the products of these actions are always put in the hands of the person providing the hypothetical themselves.  More reasons why when the last GR hypo was conducted in Oz, you can hear Kim Beazley in the background loudly trying to dismantle what had just happened on stage (innocent man killed by SAS, as the incorrect intelligence information is provided.  Beasley said that it would never happen, as the SAS would confirm that the man was holding a gun and not a broomstick, as is later inferred.  But, the intelligence officer never confirmed before the shot was taken, so you can see why this is a believable outcome?  The shot was fired before confirmation, the intelligence officer should have inferred that this was part of the procedure, or the audience suspects that they shot to kill without he relevant intelligence.), but as far as I’m concerned, it is a believable outcome.
What does this have to do with the new blog?  Well, I am going o start a blog of hypotheticals and ask people to give their views on them.  Think it might be an interesting way of creating a bit of debate…
We’ll see how it develops…

My trip, ahh my trip, next year, gives me the chance to pay-off my debts, and make sure I have enough time off, so I can do most of what I would like to.  Estonia -> Latvia -> Poland -> Czeck Republic -> Austria -> Sarajevo (Bosnia and Herzegovina) -> (back to) Austria (or through Croatia, not sure just yet) -> Germany -> Switzerland -> France -> Scotland -> England -> NYC -> Philly -> Washington -> Nashville -> Memphis -> Las Vegas -> Los Angeles -> Hawaii -> Melbourne.  Will all be a matter of careful planning…

I have enrolled to do 4 CAP SUBJECTS!!!! YAY!  I am officially a student at Melbourne Uni.  Will be studying 2 Criminology subjects and two International Relations subjects.  Am trying to be accepted into a Bachelor of Arts, majoring in International Relations and Psychology, with a minor sequence in Criminology.  Very excited! 🙂

Another thing I have been musing about is Woody Allen, and this quote from Kathy Lette: “Word-play is foreplay for females. How else is Woody Allen still getting laid?”  Although said quote quite bugs me now, my response would be more so a quote from the movie Dazed and Confused: “I get older, they stay the same age”…

I get to the end with the full intent of writing about the lastest in Int. Law, and then I get tired…
I need sleep, but maybe you’ll all get lucky tomorry night!

Depression… Maybe I should counteract it with….Botox?

Posted in Uncategorized by Ambs on September 23, 2009

I’m always amazed at how ignorant people are…

…and I know “ignorance is bliss”, but honestly a little bit of empathy goes a long long way.

Danii Minouge’s “revelation” that she slipped into depression while her sister was undergoing treatment for breast cancer, and when one of her friends passed away, is not something uncommon in the community.  But to counteract it with Botox?

Now I know I am not really one to talk, because to counteract anxiety and depression I have been known on many an occasion to drink, sometimes excessively, sometimes not.  I have been known to use the noxious poison to handle the shakes and the jitters that come with anxiety attacks.  But we know exactly what and how the chemical reactions of alcohol effect our bodies (and the stupid stupid things we do while drinking the stuff).

But, botox?  A potentially, hell not potentially, an indefinite poison.  This is the kind of stuff that if an amount that was the size of a 5c piece was released into the atmosphere has the potential to kill 4.5 million people, and you inject it INTO your face?  WHAT?  It also has the potential that, if injected incorrectly, to cause major brain damage.

Apart from that, I’m not sure how doing something aesthetically pleasing would help with a medical condition that is brain based?  Especially emotionally/ cognitively based.

On top of that I think back to when my friend John was sick, and the tireless efforts of his family.  His mother who gave up work to look after him, as well as his father, and his extremely brave brother who never complained, all the way until the end.  They worked tirelessly to make sure that he was comfortable, I couldn’t imagine what it would have been like to watch someone you love so dearly pass under such circumstances.  It was hard enough to watch him as a friend, and not be able to do anything.
Wouldn’t you think it would be mentally pleasing to instead of spending however much money on Botox, sitting with your family and talking might be a better solution Danni?  Going to a counselor (which you can afford, unlike the many millions of people who are in need of desperate mental health treatment, but governments fob off with bullshit excuses) might be a better solution than paralysing your face with a dangerous bacteria?

It all just confuses and angers me.  Not because we know she has problems, not because she is a z-grade celebrity riding on her sisters coat-tails, but the whole ignorance to depression.  Which in this story seems to be a resolutely bad cover up for something that is none of anyone’s business anyway.

Dear editors, do a REAL article on depression.  An article of people in the midst, and those that have over-come it.  Not just a faff piece about “oh I went to see a brilliant counsellor, and we worked through it in 6 weeks.”  So not true.  The changing of ones behaviors and re-aligning one with their beliefs and values, DOES NOT TAKE 6 WEEKS!
That first 6 weeks, of counseling is get-to-know-you time, to really get to know who a person is, and how they deal with situations, and the people around them.   Then the real work starts, and it isn’t a matter of a few weeks, it takes months (even years in severe cases).  People will fall back, they will make mistakes, they can make those mistakes at any part of thier treatment, they need support during this period, because the need to be reminded that you can pick up where you left off, and that you are not taking 5 steps backwards is EVIDENT!  Then on top of that, there is the fun medication ween off, which needs to be done as therapy is being done.  So that the physical side effects can be dealt with as well.  So that the body can learn to regulate again.

I will take my angry pants off one day, when people decided to do the right thing by their patients, then again, the patients have to do the right thing by their psychologists and psychiatrists.  Tell the truth, be honest, and you will see the maximum results, and never ever be afraid to try someone new if your current psych is making you uncomfortable.  Also know though, that there will be moments where what your psych will say will scare the bejesus out of you!  Listen and consider what they say, really think about it, if it still doesn’t sit right with you, then move on.  It’s not a matter of them not understanding you, they are trying to help you, but you both need to come to a compromise to make what you are working towards, something that you can achieve.