I thought to myself one day, as I was going through the self-check out at the grocery store, that I run like a barcode. I had been having trouble with my mental illness and felt as if I was in robotic mode. In therapy they will teach you that sometimes it’s good to be in robotic mode, but you don’t want it to consume you. My robotic mode did consume me and I called it Barcode. Take a second to review this mode. Sit in a comfortable position, focus on just these words and nothing else, slow down your breathing, rest your tounge from the top of your mouth, your eyebrows, your forehead, open your mouth the slightest bit and start to breathe out of the mouth. Sit still and look at these symbols as long as you want, while still breathing out through your slightly open mouth, a rested forehead and eyebrows, and soon let your eyelids fall…
Welcome to your barcode. I am a huge believer that no one can really understand what is going through someone’s head unless they are that someone. But robotic mode seems to be easy to relate to. Imagine you are sitting on your bed, you hear white noise, a stereo, people talking, and birds chirping. You start to move your hands to push you out of the nice fluffy bed. Your feet touch cool ground, and you take a nice long stretch. You feel the ground beneath you. You’re body weight is being supported as you are standing up. There are millions of things in your body allowing you to do this, but do you think of that? You may not stop to think blood is running through your system. You may not notice the brain signals that are allowing you to achieve motion. You may not in that moment be entirely grateful that you can stand. You are in a Barcode.
I simply don’t notice the things around me, I don’t notice the feelings and emotions in my body. I don’t care how I look, or about my hygiene. My limbs are as heavy as steel. It’s hard to even move my head side to side because I am in such extreme pain, I don’t even notice.
We want everyone healthy and successful, so the team is here and we are ready to help in multiple ways. Such as talking to classes or schools, going to universities or colleges, work places, team building exercises, talking through social media and Skype, conferences, and we teach compassion. I have a physical illness that kills 1 in 10 of it’s sufferers, but I still fight. I understand that people with physical illness suffer as well from situational mental health problems. We are willing to help anyone.
I don’t have a physical illness, however I do have a mental illness that kills 1 in every 10 people. You probably just felt a bit of relief? I’m not going to say that is wrong, I’m just going to ask you,