As an introvert, I like being at home. Living with PTSI makes staying at home much safer. While I have been dealing with PTSI, I learned to crochet. So while my mind is meditating, pondering, considering, and thinking, I crochet. Even though I can only make afghans, that works for me, because once they are finished, I give them away.
It’s been 9 months now that I have been seriously dealing with my PTSI and learning to control the tremors, nightmares, voices, hallucinations, and other symptoms by focusing on crocheting. And it seems to be working, for the most part.
I call this therapeutic craftiness BUBBA, which stands for Butt Ugly But Big Afghans. I try to incorporate a message in them that helps me and will, hopefully, help others.
Here is my first effort:
It reminded me to go to my safe place in my mind when I feel the symptoms begin. I gave this to one of my coworkers who was struggling with stress and anxiety as a reminder to find a peaceful retreat from the world for a while each day.
My next effort was:
This reminded me that my safe place within myself is a place of peace. It is a fortress of peace where none are permitted to disturb. I gave this to my neighbor who was dealing with the loss of her pet.
My third effort:
The message in this BUBBA is: “The Adventure Begins.” It reminded me that each day is an adventure, and with PTSI it can truly be quite the adventure. But when the adventure is taken in stride, then it becomes an adventure of discovery and healing.
I gave this to my favorite bartender who was struggling with some very personal life situations, to remind them that life is an adventure. Sometimes we must struggle to find the place of peace.
My fourth effort:
This served to remind me that in order to truly Live, I must learn to Laugh and Love. If I cannot learn to laugh at myself and love myself, then I am not living…merely existing. I gave this one to a friend who was going through a divorce.
My fifth effort:
This reminded me that caring is a dare sometimes because we don’t know if anyone will care about us. So I must learn to take the Dare to Care whether or not it was returned, and I learned that more times than not, people who know you care will care about you.
I gave this to a server at the Tree House Coffee Cafe who was depressed and believed no one cared. Hopefully this helped prove someone does.
My sixth effort:
Serves as a constant reminder to embrace the times of peace in my life. When things get hectic, stressful, or anxious, I need to embrace the peaceful place within until the peace permeates my very soul.
I gave this to my counselor.
These are just a few of the BUBBAs that have helped me tremendously and I hope they have also helped others who are struggling.