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Five Simple Things (May 6)

 Hello.

Here are five things this week.

1. This Lunch.

This week we had a lot of sunshine to soak up, but the temperatures weren't too bad, so it was the perfect opportunity to eat lunch outside. With our deck we built it's a nice area to sit and relax, too.

2. This Table.


We gave our picnic table a makeover and painted it black. I've been wanting to do the black painted picnic table for awhile now, and I'm so pleased with how it came out. We used Behr Waterproofing Wood Stain in Slate color for the table. Now to give our deck a new splash of color. 

3. This Starling.

 
With having ducks the Starlings love any food left in the grass that they can peck at. We've seen a lot more random different birds landing in our yard since having ducks. It's interesting to see different species of birds come and check things out. This little Starling even sang us a song.

4. This Kitty.

Along with the sunny days we've allowed Eleven to play outside when we are out there. She is so curious about everything, but sticks close to me when we are outside. She's very clingy, but also very loving. She's enjoying the picnic table's warmth, too.

5. These Ducks.


Fern and Mallie are sure missing Happy Duck. They've been a bit less active the last few weeks and are mourning her death. It's hit all of us harder than we expected. She really was such a cool duck, so it's no surprise that the other animals are feeling that loss, too. We are giving them their space and allowing them to grieve without feeling overwhelmed. We even bought them some special treats to help them feel a bit better.

Positive affirmations this week:

Whatever you do that keeps you moving is medicine. Medicine isn't always pills, drops, or liquid prescriptions. It's also, getting outside, keeping our routine, moving the body, breathwork, being consistent with our selfcare, and taking care of ourselves the best way we can. 


Have a nice weekend.

A Note of Abuse (warning)

I don't talk openly about the details of my past often, if at all in certain circles, especially on my blog, but I thought I would take a moment and type up a little something to mostly share it with anyone else that's struggling with the same issues, and to maybe get some of it off my chest. This story is a bit hard to read, so please take caution if you are easily triggered by abuse, bullying, suicidal thoughts, or details about mental health and mental illness struggles. 

Growing up in a household where pretty much your every move is controlled, or scrutinized, you end up with issues as an adult. I didn't realize I had any problems, other than small problems, until I was 38 years old. It was almost as if my brain completely shut the doors, or maybe open the doors, finally and couldn't handle it anymore. 

I'm not exactly sure what happened, but I knew that something was wrong. I went for awhile trying to handle it myself, but when I was 42 and got to a point where I was either going to die from how I was living, thinking, or processing stuff, or I needed to reach out for help. 

I remember the exact day that I hit the bottom and knew I was either going to survive that day, or I was going to die. I text Jeff two words, "HELP ME." He knew right then that I was in dire need of something. He had seen me struggling and knew something was wrong, and I would talk to him some, but I never knew how to put it into words. That day he raced home and took me immediately to the hospital and told them I may be suicidal. I stayed in the hospital for 36 hours talking to what seemed like 100 different people, nurses, doctors, therapist, mental health counselors. I remember they took everything I had from me, my bracelets, my clothes, my shoes, my shoe laces, my belongings/purse, and anything else that I could harm myself with. I don't remember exactly everything from that day, most of it was flash moments that I remember. I was mostly having an out-of-body, or out-of-mind experience that day and knew that who I was at the moment in time was not me. It was as if someone else was controlling me and if that "other" person could have gotten a weapon that day, or if I had not been strong enough to control that person inside me, I wouldn't be alive today. I wanted to die. Not so much wanted to die, but I wanted to give up, give in. 

It was a strong pull towards ending it all. It was such a bizarre feeling of giving up. It scared me. But, I had no feelings, or emotions. It was as if I was being held prisoner inside of my own body and mind. All I could think about was how much everyone around me would be better off if I was gone. Remembering my mom trying to strangle me with a plastic hanger at the age of nine/ten and my sister at just a tender age of 11 telling her to stop. I remember my dad standing at the counter just watching and not stepping it. And, again at the age of 16 my mom saying to me, "I would throw you out of this upstairs window if I knew I wouldn't go to prison for it." There were other voices and moments flooding my head that day. It was as if all the abuse chapters had been laid out on a table and I was being forced to read them all and accept them.

My brain and my spirit put up with so much throughout my life. I was a victim of child abuse, physically, mentally, and emotionally. I was a victim of rape at the age of 30. I was a victim of adult bullying from a young age and still into my late 30s. Yet, here I am. I am still thriving and I am still fighting. It was the worst and the best thing that could have happened to me that day. The worst was going through that moment, not sure if I was going to come out on the other side, but the best thing is, I survived it. I got through. I made it. I am so proud of me. I am so incredibly proud of ME. 

I am now currently working with a (RDN) dietitian to get back to eating normally again from not eating hardly 500 calories a day for a long time. I am in therapy to face my past and what has been done to me, and to learn that what happened to me as a child was/is not my fault. I've been diagnosed with PTSD, severe anxiety disorder, eating disorder, obsessive-compulsive disorder, panic/mood disorder, and depression brought on by anxiety/PTSD. Self-forgiveness is something I am learning slowly. I'm also learning slowly how to navigate through all of the disorders and mental health issues I now have. Learning to forgive myself for not doing more, not speaking up, not telling someone what was happening to me is not something I am punishing myself for, but more about learning that the words said to me are not true-it is not my fault. The only thing I can't do and I wish I could so much is to be able to hug my younger self and tell her, "You are strong! And, you are brave! And, you are enough! And, you are going to be okay." My goals now are to always make my younger self proud. To keep fighting for that little girl that had no emotional support, understanding, or respect given to her.

I have okay days and I have horrible days. There is no in between. On those horrible days, I have two people that I can lean on to help me through and I am extremely grateful for them and all they do for me. Without them, I just don't know. As a parent myself, I literally have no reasonings as to why my parents chose to beat, hit, yell, verbally assault, and mentally abuse me, their middle child, even to this day. I was the only one in the family that received such horrible abuse and assault. I'm glad they didn't do the same to my brother and sister, but I still don't understand why they did that to me. At this point, no matter what reason they give still won't make it okay. Other family members not stepping in to stop it. None of their friends stepping in to stop it. Although child abuse was sort of a taboo topic in the 80s, and even into the 90s, I wish someone had stepped in and questioned what was happening. A few people came close a couple of times-A neighbor asking why I was walking down the road barefooted late one night, to a teacher asking why I had so many dark bruises on my arms and legs. Of course, loving my parents and afraid of getting into trouble, I made jokes about it and excuses. 

My mom always called me "goofy," or told me to stop acting so weird, but it was all a front to hide what I was dealing with on the inside. Being constantly compared to my sister, or my brother and always feeling like I wasn't enough, or would ever be good enough. Behind our closed doors it was not a good place for me. Always being put on edge and afraid I was going to get into trouble for minor things I lied about things-my grades, my tests, projects due, etc. I even lied about a science project's due date just so I could be the first person in my class to turn mine in. I lied for no other reason other than to stay out of trouble. My mom always thought my lies were because I was a terrible child, but it was quite the opposite. I didn't want to disappoint them and I was constantly struggling to win their love and affection. Over time, I grew into an adult with such severe anxiety that at times I get so exhausted and overwhelmed that I can't think straight. Some days are so bad that I can't get out of bed. High levels of anxiety constantly flooding your body wears on you and causes other health issues, too. 

One thing I learned growing up is how to fake it. Fake how you feel, fake being uncomfortable, fake how your family is in front of people, fake being YOU. Now as an adult there are still times I catch myself going back on old habits and I have to stop. Old habits such as, faking your way through an uncomfortable conversation with someone that isn't kind or sincere, smiling instead of telling someone to stop, laughing off hurtful and derogatory comments, talking to people that have been extremely rude, judgmental, critical of you, or even adult bullying. All of these things are not okay and not being taught to defend myself, or put a stop to these behaviors literally gave people a gateway to keep treating me the same. Through counseling I am learning how to navigate through what I am okay with and what I am not okay with. I am also learning how to set boundaries and how not to feel guilty about these boundaries.

As far as boundaries go, I haven't spoken to my family, not one person, in 16 months. I don't know when I will speak to them again, but for now I am working on me. I am loving on me and fixing the damage. The last words from my mom were to Jeff on December 28, 2020. It was an odd end to a year that was really hard for me. We had wildfires close to us, one being 10 miles from our front door, I had major surgery, we had riots, protests, other weird things happening around our city alone, but mostly the state of Oregon, as a whole. We also dealt with Jeff's hours being cut, the pandemic, struggling to stay afloat, and bleeding our entire savings to just be able to eat. With all of that, I fell apart on December 26, 2020, at 4:15 p.m. When I was wanting some comfort and some love I reached out to my parents. My dad, I had called while in the hospital and told him what happened to me and he was like a stranger. As if he didn't know who I was, or why I was calling to tell him I was in the hospital. Told me that the reason why I was there was a stupid reason. My dad literally said the word "stupid" to me for my mental health issues. I couldn't believe it. 

My mom called me on my way home from the hospital and I thought she was calling to ask about how I was doing from being in the hospital and yet she had no idea I was even in the hospital. She was calling to tell me about a surgery she had scheduled for several months later. I told her why I was in the hospital and she did not comfort, love, or even support me when I needed her the most. Instead she started talking about all of the things I've done as a child and how stressful I was to raise. I literally couldn't handle listening to these strangers belittle me on the telephone over something that I couldn't control. I passed the phone to Jeff and told him that I can't handle this anymore. He told my mom that if they want to have a relationship with me in the future they need to change the way they speak to me. My mom replied, "I don't appreciate being talked to like this and you wouldn't believe the shit she put us through when she was growing up..." Jeff hung up on her and that was that. 

The last phone call I had with my own mother, the lady that carried me for nine months, raised me, and knows that I am a good-hearted person was able to easily forget how to love me when I needed her the most. The last time my dad had contact with any of us was on Skylar's eighteenth birthday September 2021. Skylar and I spent the entire day together. He is my only child and him turning 18 was a huge deal to me, but definitely for him . We decided to do a lot of fun things and not one time did we think of anyone else, but him the whole day. Jeff had to work until 3:30 p.m. that day, and Skylar and I had a wonderful day. Yet my parents, Skylar being their first grandchild and turning 18, you would think more effort or thought would have been put into his special day. My dad called both of our phones, Skylar's and mine, which I leave my mailbox full all the time, because I don't like telemarketers calling me. Most people that know me personally know this and will text instead if they need to talk to me. Skylar left his phone in the car, and didn't check it throughout the day. My dad took that as a personal attack against him. He called us both and we didn't answer because we were busy celebrating the day. He ended up calling Jeff's phone while he was at work and left a message that to this day, still floors me. Instead of saying happy birthday to Skylar and other loving, kind, and respectful words, he takes that moment to say, "We were calling for Skylar's birthday, but since no one is answering phones I guess we've been written out of Skylar's life and I put that full blame on you and Shelly." And, that was it. After spending a great day with Skylar all day, Jeff tells us about the message later that evening. Instead of making the day about Skylar, my dad/family made the day about them. It not only offended Skylar, but hurt his heart to know his grandparents couldn't even set their own issues aside to wish him a happy eighteenth birthday, the only one he will ever have, and they can't ever get that moment back. 

It hurts my heart knowing that they are treating my child the same way they treat(ed) me. It's now been five months since his birthday and instead of dwelling on what we can't control, we've been working on things we can control. One of things we can control is having less interaction with people that don't see our worth, respect us, or our boundaries. Hopefully, with all my fingers and my heart crossed, things will change with them and they will see our worth and what great people we are. But until then, we will continue to heal. One of the ways I've gone about healing is to choose not to inherit dysfunction, lack of communication, and/or respect for my own child. The physical and mental abuse stopped with me. I have never and will never treat Skylar in a way that makes him question my love for him. Above all, the thought of him sitting on the end of his bed at the age of 40, crying and asking why did my mom treat me so poorly, like I have, is something that will never happen to him. That alone gives me great comfort in knowing that I'm a damn good mom and I will always make sure to build him up and not tear him down. Another way I am helping to heal is to stand up against abuse no matter who it is, or where I am. I will not stand idly by while bullying and abuse happens in front of me. Ever!

A quote I read several years ago, 

“It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.”

Frederick Douglass





Abuse is never okay, no matter what context it falls under, or reasons given. The point of this post is to bring awareness that if you suspect something, or are in a position to step in, do and report it. It's better to be wrong and nothing is happening, than be right and do nothing. Below are a list of abuse hotlines within the United States, Canada, and other areas. Don't hesitate to report abuse. They are available 24 hours a day, seven days a week and are 100% confidential and free to call. 

If you are also questioning suicidal thoughts, or actions, please reach out. I promise there are people that will hear you and understand. If you need immediate help, please contact 911, or your local emergency services. Don't give up! Don't let other people take away your importance, your spirit, or your life. You can do this! If you need to just talk to someone, please message me directly at mcwilkerson1977@yahoo.com. You are enough!

•National Domestic Violence Hotline 1-800-799-SAFE

•National Association of Anorexia Nervosa and Associated Disorders 1-847-831-3438

•National Sexual Assault Hotline 1-800-656-HOPE

•National Child Abuse Hotline 1-800-4-A-CHILD (422-4453)

•Children in immediate danger 1-800-THE-LOST

•Family Violence Prevention Center 1-800-313-1310

•Gay and Lesbian National Hotline 1-888-843-4564

•Youth Crisis Hotline 1-800-448-4663

•Teen Hope Line 1-800-394-HOPE

•Elder Abuse Hotline 1-800-252-8966

•Suicide Hotline 1-800-SUICIDE (784-2433)

•Suicide Prevention Hotline 1-800-827-7571

•Full list of hotlines can be found here.

Five Simple Things (April 29)

 Hello.

Here are five things this week.

1. These Prints.

We received foot prints and clay imprints from the veterinary clinic that handled Happy Duck's sudden death. They were so kind and caring when we took Happy to them, and for them to go above and beyond for us means so much. We forever have Happy Duck's little webbed feet and her beak imprint to treasure. We miss her so much; her quacking in the backyard and her curiosity. Ducks are incredibly smart and her breed combination of Mallard and Pekin is a perfect mix and made her one of a kind. We wish she could have been with us a lot longer, but knowing she was in pain gives us a little comfort that she's not hurting anymore. I will add her prints and imprints to the box of keepsakes from our other pets that have passed. We are so grateful that we had five years with Happy Duck. I hope her five years of life were the best!

2. This Box.

Kiwi Eco Box for the month came this week. I am loving everything about this box each month it comes. I love the silicone bowl covers and the soap bar. This is one box I definitely look forward to each month. You can get on the mailing list for next month here.

3. This Smudging.

It's that time of year where it's out with the old and negative in with the new and positive. Smudging is an ancient Native American technique and a lot of people think it's "witchcraft," but really all it is is bundled herbs that are either paired with sage, or wrapped in sage like the one pictured here. It's mostly a ritual, so to speak, that helps us feel a bit more at peace with clearing and cleaning our personal space. You can smudge your home, your car, your office, and even yourself. Smudging is a practice that I like to do once a season, when someone has been sick, or even when I am feeling a bit overwhelmed by negative people, situations, or even to welcome in a new season.

4. This Lesson.

Learning about water displacement and buoyancy in the classroom this week. We used a homemade pirate ship to help with the lesson. Creating fun, interesting ways to help with learning exactly why certain things do what they do, and how they are able to do those particular things is always a fun time for both Skylar and me. Jeff joined us on this lesson and he added to the experiment, as well. Skylar having both of his parents teach him from fourth grade to his senior year has been a great thing for him in his education. I always wish I had been able to have a better educational approach to my learning, but I am glad I am able to give that to Skylar and allow him to learn in a different way than "by the book," "don't ask questions"-type of learning. And, don't you dare fall behind mentality of the public education system. Public schooling works for a lot, many people even, but for us, and given how my education was, our homeschool classroom has been great for all of us. You can follow what we're doing in our little classroom at the Rain Valley Red Snails link at the top of this blog, or here.

5. These Meals.

 
Breakfast for dinner one night and avocado toast were a couple of our meals this week. I hate cooking so much, so it's always nice when someone else takes on that task, especially when you can have a hot, home cooked meal. And, the avocado toast was the first time I've ever tried it. I have to say, not bad. It really does live up to all the hype.

Positive affirmations this week:

Selfcare is something a lot of us seem to neglect in ourselves. As I get older I realize just how much selfcare and downtime was missing from my life as I grew up. Especially in a world where we are always forced to go go go and never stop, it seems that mentality is causing a lot of havoc on us as we age. There is no shame in taking care of yourself in a way where you aren't constantly having to pour from an empty cup. Along with basic selfcare there are a few things you could be lacking in that process. Although, selfcare is a learned behavior and must be done in a way that works for you and your life. Someone else's selfcare may not be the same as yours and vice versa. Here are some other selfcare tips that could be beneficial for you.

  1. Replace all conventional personal care and cleaning products in your home with toxic-free products. It's best to actually use up what you already have and as you replace them, go for more toxic-free, or better yet, organic products that are packaged in containers that are better for the planet and yourself.
  2. Trach nonstick pans and plastic food containers; opt for cast iron, stainless steel, and ceramic pans, and store food in glass. To add to this, if you are using plastic containers over and over again, they aren't single-use. Make sure to opt for BPA-free and plastics that can be recycled once their life is done. There are also other containers that are great for storing food in. Although, glass is the best, there's also bees wax wraps, stainless steel, and compostable plastic wrap and bags. Whatever works best for your lifestyle, make that choice.
  3. Drink filtered water from systems such as reverse osmosis. This is definitely a plus. Reverse osmosis is the best way to remove a lot of contaminates found, especially in tap water, but it also gives the best tasting water, in my opinion. And, you deserve clean water to drink.
  4. Breathe clean air with HEPA filters. This is to guarantee that you're giving your body the best air that you can. Breathing clean oxygen is important for your brain function, skin, and organs. HEPA filters are best, especially if you have indoor pets. With our dog and cat being inside at night we make sure to keep our HEPA air filter going all night and into the morning. You deserve clean air.
  5. Passively sweat with sauna sessions. One things is true, if you can do one thing every day that makes you sweat you will be able to release toxins through that sweat. Especially, toxins that have built up in your body. The skin is our largest organ and sweating is our bodies way of, not only regulating body temperature, but also a way for us to remove too many toxins that we come into contact with every day. If you can't get into a sauna, a hot bath, or hot tub, or spending time outside working up a sweat with exercise. Your body and you will benefit with each session of sweating.

Have a nice weekend.

Five Simple Things (April 22)

 Hello. Happy Earth Day! Find Earth Day tips here and here.

Here are five things this week.

1. This Easter.




We had a pretty nice Easter and spent the day at home just enjoying the day. Even though Skylar is older now, we still enjoy seeing his face when he comes down the stairs and sees his Easter basket. I was also surprised by the bouquet of flowers and the little moth bag I had wanted. It was a good day!

2. This Weather.
We randomly had sleet fall this week on two separate days. The sun was out shortly before one downfall and it caught us off guard completely. The poor ducks didn't know what to do with it and it was fun to watch them explore the yard through all of the sleet on the ground. The pellets didn't last long, though and once it warmed up again it melted off pretty quickly. We are so ready for summer.

3. These Boxes.


Might Nest this week was something I've never seen before. The first picture is of the Might Fix and it was a set of three bamboo tongs. We love practical and functional items and these are definitely something we will use frequently. You can sign up for Might Nest here.
The second picture is of the new products from Dae, an Amber Fillerup-owned company. I love her hair line and even more the hair oils and deep conditioners. The set pictured is available here and it includes shampoo and conditioner set, a comb, monsoon deep conditioner, and positive mantra cards. The Prickly Pear Hair Oil is available here and it's amazing! I love using it after we've surfed and the smell is great!

4. This Moment

The backup camera in my car is a lot of fun sometimes. It's kind of spoiling me when I backup, but seeing someone I know appear in the camera is really cool.

5. This Moth

I've taken a liking to moths lately, so I was thrilled to see this Plume Moth on our front door this week. It didn't seem to be scared of me, but I respected it and didn't touch it. I love how it can fold its wings so close that it forms a T when it lands.

Positive affirmations this week:

GET OUTSIDE:

There's so many benefits from getting outside and spending time in nature. On a personal level getting outside has helped me a great deal in my mental health and mental illness battles. If I could stay barefooted all year long with my feet in green grass, my body in water, sun on my face, and my hands in dirt, I would be happier. Unfortunately, we can't be constantly outside, but when the seasons change, make it a plan to spend at least two hours a day doing something in nature. Here are some statistics to get you motivated to spend more time outside:

  1. Time in nature decreases anxiety and negative thinking, and lowers levels of depression and stress.
  2. Outdoor activity improves both mental and physical well-being more than indoor activity.
  3. Time in nature helps to decrease high blood pressure.
  4. Diabetics who spend more time in nature are more physically active and shore better blood sugar control.
  5. Time in nature is associated with better cognitive development in schoolchildren. 
  6. The closer you are to green space, the less you suffer from cardiovascular, musculoskeletal, mental health, respiratory, neurological, and digestive diseases. (Source: Park Rx America)

Have a nice weekend.

Five Simple Things (April 15)

 Hello.

Here are five things this week.

1. This Syrup.

We are kind of secret syrup lovers in our house. Any syrup in a cool bottle, or is different and out of the norm we have to buy it and try it. This Bourbon-Barrel-Aged maple syrup was interesting. Good, but interesting. You can pick a jar up here.

2. This Kitty.

Always by my side.

3. This Tulip.

I found this interesting. A water source along the street and a blooming tulip beside it. Wonder if the tulip actually gets any water from that source?

4. This Goodbye.


Said goodbye to Happy duck this week. We took her to get cremated along with Rosie and Ro-Ro. We had previously buried Rosie and Ro-Ro and decided to get them all cremated at the same time, so we can take them with us when we move. It was a very sad day and rest of the week for us. Skylar wore a small black feather from Happy Duck on his nametag at work all day. He was having a hard time with it, but as we went into the weekend we talked about her and the other two a lot. It helped us process it better. We miss them so much and we especially miss Happy Duck's presence in the yard. Ducks make great pets and they can even be trained. The only downfall is, they don't live long enough. But, can't that be said for every one and everything that is alive; just not long enough.

5. This Floor.

We recently had a major issue in our bathroom and the entire floor next to the bathtub completely fell through. We knew the flooring was getting bad, but we had no idea it was this bad. We could see straight through the hole to the ground under the house. It was a bad situation, but a construction company in town came out the same day and had it all repaired in under six hours. We ended up getting the entire floor relayed and I am loving the transformation. The company replaced the baseboards, too and all we have set next to do is paint and do a bit of work around the bathtub. Overall, we are completely thrilled with it and our next task is to paint the room and bring it all together. You can see below how bad the floor was and the process of repairing it all.




More to come on this bathroom soon...

Positive affirmations this week:


Have a nice weekend.