Mmmm, look at that fudgesical! After I finish typing this I'm going to make some more. Also, these are a great way to use up overripe bananas!
Speaking of staples, I have been doing a lot of service work lately and I feel so good afterwards that I think it is a good idea of service work being a staple of one's recovery. By service work I basically mean work that helps other people. I have been doing more In Our Own Voice presentations lately-in fact, tomorrow I am going up to Dahlonega, Georgia, to do three IOOV presentations to psychology classes at North Georgia College. It is my hope that speaking about my experiences of living with mental illness will help ease some of the stigma present and that it will spawn some great discussions. Even more than that, I hope that if there are any students in the classes who deal with mental illness, which there probably are, then I hope the presentations will help give them some hope and let them know that they are not alone. I completed college even while grappling with major depression, anxiety, and undiagnosed borderline personality disorder. I am so glad that I completed college, but there were many times when I felt alone and isolated. I wish that colleges offered more support groups or group therapy-I think the outcome would be worth the extra work.
When I got really depressed and anxious last year, I feel like a part of me died, but doing service work where it is my experience of having mental illness that helps people, I feel like I gain a part of myself back. To borrow a phrase from Christianity, I feel "born again." I feel like a worthwhile person and for a person that has struggled with low self-esteem, I cannot say how much this feeling means to me. Just like the fudgesicals, sometimes recovery is sweet.