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How to Turn Your Day Around

When feeling stuck, down, and just blah- what can you do to turn your bad day into a good day? I've had many days where my energy was low and felt down and was set on having another bad day. After dwelling on poor self-talk I might try to uplift myself. I contemplate activities to do in order to boost my energy, self-esteem and perspective on my day.       I'll discuss my personal strategies and tricks for getting back on track and turning bleak days into better ones. Here are 5 approaches to turning your day around: 1. Make up your bed 2. Shower 3. Exercise 4. Talk to someone 5. Play a game 1. Initially, my depression might show itself when my bedroom is messy among other rooms in the house. The thought of cleaning up becomes overwhelming because there is so much to do. I've learned that small efforts to cleaning can go a long way.  For example, making up my bed is a great way to having a clear area to rest and sleep. Also, reflect on my plan of action for the ...

Schizophrenia: Rehabilitation

After my illness progressed I had slow motor skills and I could not spell words like I used to. My mother informed me of these changes just recently, I did not realize how slow I was or that I lost my ability to spell at the time this was happening. I was very stiff, like a robot, because of the side effects of medication. However, doctors gave me Cogintin to cope with the stiffness. In addition to medication to overcome the stiffness, I did yoga and practiced kick boxing, because other people told me I was stiff too. I learned kick boxing in high school, and remembered some of the routines. I remember my mother visiting me in the hospital and telling me I was stiff. She helped me by exercising with me and teaching me how to walk again. She would tell me to move my arms more and put some pep into my walk. We also played scrabble and card games to enhance my memory and motor skills. That's when my mother realized I lost a little of my memory of how to spell. She knew I could spell b...