You can now find me on Bloglovin.com, (well apparently I’ve always been there)
I’m participating in this year’s local Community walk in Pennsauken, NJ on August 3rd. This is of course a very important cause to me as I have been affected by suicide as well as having a mental illness myself. My personal goal is $150, our team goal (me and my wife) is $300. Visit the website below to donation and find out more:
I will be joining with thousands of people nationwide this fall to walk in AFSP’s Camden County WalkOut of the Darkness Community Walk to benefit the American Foundation for Suicide Prevention. I would appreciate any support that you give me for this worthwhile cause.
The American Foundation for Suicide Prevention is at the forefront of research, education and prevention initiatives designed to reduce loss of life from suicide. With more than 38,000 lives lost each year in the U.S. and over one million worldwide, the importance of AFSP’s mission has never been greater, nor our work more urgent.
I hope you will consider supporting my participation in this event. Any contribution will help the work of AFSP, and all donations are 100% tax deductible.
Donating online is safe and easy! To make an online donation please click the “Support This Participant” button on this page.
Thank you for visiting my fundraising page!
This is the first time I decided to try this, apparently wordpress publishes weekly writing challenges as well as daily blogging ideas and this one caught my interest, my take on it below:
For this week’s challenge, we’re asking you to explore your history with names. What meaning does your name have to you? What power does it have over you? Do you have a nickname when you are at home, but not in the world at large? Or vice versa?
My real name Joseph William Thomas, my first name comes from my two uncles, one’s first name is William, the other’s middle name is Joseph. Not every original huh?
When I started this blog however I originally decided that I didn’t want my real name to be know, mainly due to the content of the blog and the stigma that is a given with mental illness, (I have bipolar disorder) so I picked the name “Manic Medic” I thought it was a interesting play on words “Manic” from the manic stage of bipolar disorder where I seem to spend most of my time and “Medic” to go along with my previous career as an EMT.
Its therapy day again, time for me to go and either A. talk myself crazy B. Be very jitterly or C. stare at her for 50 minutes. It seems like its either one of those lately, usually its my fault, I dont like to talk to people. I guess that’s why I keep this blog. I really dont care what people think about me online, hell until just recently noone even knew who I was online. But therapy is one of those necessary evils I guess, along with medication. I hate taking my medication, I always seem to forget about it.
I posted previously that I wasnt having a good night, I even posted to twitter that it might be hospital time. To let you all what happened, I did go to the emergency room, determined to talk to someone with the crisis service. The ER didnt see me as a threat to myself or others and did not process me as a usual crisis patient, so I sat in the waiting room, after two hours I apparently started to feel better and left freely.