I recently undertook a 14 week DBT (Dialectical Behaviour Therapy ) group put on by my local mental health organisation. I waited a good 7 months to get in, the demand is so great. DBT is especially effective for people with borderline personality disorder, like me, but there are other types of people in my group too. The brochure states it’s for those who
have a personality disorder, have chronic adjustment difficulties, have a mood and/or anxiety disorder along with emotion regulation difficulties
It’s was a nice small group of around 10 people with three excellent instructors. There is a psychologist, a clinical social worker and a mental health clinician.
We met once a week. Every week we start with a guided meditation. Then we shared our “homework “, then moved on to the day’s lesson. The first weeks lesson was all about mindfulness and how to use it in our daily lives to help centre ourselves. I’ll post next about the second week.
DESCRIPTION: This is a 14 Week Coping Skills Group that uses a DBT skills training protocol with demonstrated effectiveness in increasing use of emotion regulaion skills and decreasing anxiety and depression symptoms in adults. Using a classroom model, the goal of the group is to teach and increase practice of skills in four domains: 1) core mindfulness, 2) distress tolerance, 3) emotion regulation, and 4) interpersonal effectiveness.
I went hypomanic last month and am now suffering fallout. I had a great month. I got so much done, pictures organized, shelves cleaned and organized, clothes tried on and organized, organized, organized and organised! Then, as I couldn’t sleep, or relax, or stop my brain, and my body was breaking down from the constant physical and mental exertions, I called my shrink and she said to up my mood stabilzer. But I didn’t want to up it too much, as it causes stupidity and dopyness and weight gain and a thousand other things. So I upped it enough to stop the busy, busy, busy of my body but my mind seems to just be getting worse. I am completely unstable emotionally. I burst out crying or fall into a frantic rage over nothing. I punched the shit out of the fridge the other day cause I dropped my plate of food (face down). I broke it off with my new boyfriend, said some unkind things to him, freaked out at my mother and stormed out, dropped a few friends, including one of over 20 years (for some felt slight), swore at hospital staff and have taken up drinking again. I’m thinking of running away up North and just disappearing from everyone’s life. I’m completely irrational and yet rational enough to know that. I probably should up my Seroquel more but ……Anyway, supposed to see my shrink next Tuesday. Will see if I last that long.
P.S. The hypomania caused me to drive myself physically so now my CFS is in major relapse, with swollen glands, sore throat, severely weakened limbs and constant exhaustion…so, yeah!