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            <title>Disempowered, Disheartened and Devastated within 25 minutes. A legacy of modern #psychiatry ? #mhuk #bipolar #ukmh</title>
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            <description>Medication to Quell, and a reason to Dwell.  A Legacy of Modern Psychiatry?
Those of you who were with me as I wrote about my winter of discontent which found me with the most severe form of depression imaginable and which left me fearing for my future , and if I am completely frank, for my life, you&amp;#8217;ll know I never wanted to feel that way again, if I could help it.
During that extensive period, which lasted around five months I didn’t seek medical help. One of the behaviours which manifests at times when I feel scared and hopeless is an inability and possibly fear of seeing a practitioner, it’s irrational, but then my thoughts are usually erratic at such times. Despite having a diagnosis of bi-polar disorder and post-traumatic stress disorder I have minimal mental health servic...</description>
            <author>Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy</author>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 14 Jul 2011 15:59:51 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>‘Lonely Doll In A Jar’: An Ode To A Bully. #bullying #workplacebullying #mhuk</title>
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            <description>Lonely Doll In A Jar (An Ode To A Bully)

In entering your lair with doe eyed innocence
I was taken by you into your distorted hell,
Where neglected folk, sat where once they fell,
Awaiting their fate, the presence of your monstrance.
When at once awoken to your schemes to keep them beholden,
Secured in your barren mental health mousetrap,
Filling fearful minds with hopelessness, claptrap,
Was when I was destined for your wrath, your bullying hangman.
And it hits me today a stark blow to the head,
There truly is no escape for you stuck, warped, seeing red.
&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;
Copyright: Dawn Willis July 2011
Filed under: Dawn's Bi-Polar Diaries (Source: Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy)</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 12 Jul 2011 09:52:47 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>‘The Discovery Of Recovery.’ by Dawni</title>
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            <description>The Discovery Of Recovery
When the sun bright on the horizon is a surprise to me
And when it’s light shimmering upon the water inspires me
Or when watching birds gliding and diving awes me.
When a flower busily visited by a bee seems new to me
And when the sound of a tree in the breeze is moving to me
Or when the each new morning is a pleasure to me.
When I find myself noticing you
Stopping simply to watch you
Being drawn by the beauty of you.
Only then do I recognise the discovery of my recovery
 © Copyright:  Dawn Willis April 2011
Filed under: Dawn's Bi-Polar Diaries (Source: Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy)</description>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 18 Apr 2011 11:28:29 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>“You’re not missing anything m’girl!”</title>
            <link>http://www.medworm.com/index.php?rid=4606029&amp;cid=t_179874_140_f&amp;fid=39203&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fdawnwillis.wordpress.com%2F2011%2F03%2F17%2Fyoure-not-missing-anything-mgirl%2F</link>
            <description>I like it here under the table. It&amp;#8217;s a big table like the one we have at home, but it&amp;#8217;s not as shiny. It&amp;#8217;s quite old I think, it must be because Nana is really old.
It has big legs that make me think of elephants even they are dark brown wood. There&amp;#8217;s a thick dark red tablecloth that reaches all the way to the floor and no one can see me, because I&amp;#8217;m very quiet. Sometimes Mammy knows where I am and says; &amp;#8220;you&amp;#8217;re not missing anything m&amp;#8217;girl, get out and play!&amp;#8221; and then says something to Nana and the other ladies about me listening, but I&amp;#8217;m not listening to them, I don&amp;#8217;t hardly hear them, they talk of secret grown up things called hysterectomies and trollopes and how poor Mrs so-in-so doesn&amp;#8217;t know what Mr so-in-so does w...</description>
            <author>Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy</author>
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            <pubDate>Thu, 17 Mar 2011 17:13:19 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Quickly Quickly Lickety Split.</title>
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            <description>Quickly Quickly Lickety Split
&amp;nbsp;
Go for it, go for it
do it now.
You know it’s the way.
Quickly quickly lickety split.
Your failure is that fear,
of letting go of
a life without reason,
your final frontier.
Go for it, go for it,
Dawn, do it now!
The end is very near.
Swallow slowly take a hit..hit..hit
&amp;nbsp;
Dawni 08/03/2011

Filed under: Dawn's Crash and Burn Out Diaries Tagged: bipolar, mental illness, pills, suicidal thoughts (Source: Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy)</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 08 Mar 2011 17:36:56 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>‘A Season Lashed.’ by Dawni</title>
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            <description>A SEASON LASHED
&amp;nbsp;
I’ve had for this winter without talk
No one with whom I felt able to walk,
There were interludes I grasped with relief
Stolen again by depression’s erroneous belief.
&amp;nbsp;
I’ve lost during this season of self concave,
My essence removed by each rolling wave,
But there was always the bright orange glow
A shining window in a turbulent flow.
&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;
And people were always waiting therein,
Refusing to accept my shame my chagrin;
They waited patiently smiles in eyes
Their stoic refusal to sensationalise.
&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;
I wish I could find company when I’m so bound,
To begin to wander over panic ground
But it takes me fast as quick as a whip
Onto a dark and lonely passenger-less ship.
&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;
I am now returning from where waves once crashed,
Bearing t...</description>
            <author>Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy</author>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 07 Mar 2011 11:46:05 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The Knocking People and An Early Intervention.</title>
            <link>http://www.medworm.com/index.php?rid=4536438&amp;cid=t_179874_140_f&amp;fid=39203&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fdawnwillis.wordpress.com%2F2011%2F03%2F02%2Fthe-knocking-people-and-an-early-intervention%2F</link>
            <description>I feel I should give you some &amp;#8216;background&amp;#8217; to the Knocking People piece I&amp;#8217;ve written. As a child of about six or seven I quite possibly suffered some form of psychosis.  I had been burned as a baby (before I was fostered), but have no tangiable memory of that time.  It does however, mke me question regualrly the impact of physical and mental trauma on the develping mind of a baby and toddler.
We&amp;#8217;re very keen to dismiss the fears of children saying they have &amp;#8220;overactive imaginations&amp;#8221;, or are just playing for attention. Perhaps we shouldn&amp;#8217;t be so quick to brush off the fears of young children.
My wonderful Dad, Ron, I&amp;#8217;m certain didn&amp;#8217;t understand what was happening to me, but he never dismissed &amp;#8216;the knocking people&amp;#8217; or my tre...</description>
            <author>Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy</author>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 02 Mar 2011 10:32:22 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A Winter Betrayal, by Dawni.</title>
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            <description>A Winter Betrayal
******
I have stayed in a lonely place I know
That arrived just a season or so ago,
It ate the traces of who I’d been,
And chewed the energies of the places I’d seen
Feeding itself, a carrion crow.
&amp;nbsp;
Now over battled scarred hurdles, from behind my shield,
My colour returns and I am renewed and healed,
And as the cherry tree’s blossom begins to glow,
I can step out into the promising world I used to know
My sense of joy unconcealed.
&amp;nbsp;
I dwell sometimes on the sense of betrayal
Of a mind as battered as a wind torn sail,
It bites that sense of dreadful loss,
But I’ll wear it a distinguished service cross
A reminder of a winter portrayal.
&amp;nbsp;
It’s from this small place I see a summer star,
And I can’t know whether I’ll travel far
But there are peop...</description>
            <author>Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy</author>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 01 Mar 2011 13:28:58 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>So what? We Pretend Like Nothing Is Happening?</title>
            <link>http://www.medworm.com/index.php?rid=4498374&amp;cid=t_179874_140_f&amp;fid=39203&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fdawnwillis.wordpress.com%2F2011%2F02%2F19%2Fso-what-we-pretend-like-nothing-is-happening%2F</link>
            <description>We&amp;#8217;re sure that nothing is happening there,
But I guess we don&amp;#8217;t really know,
We&amp;#8217;ll just replace her for a while,
It&amp;#8217;s far easier than calling to say &amp;#8216;hello&amp;#8217;.
Well we heard whispers she was feeling ropey,
And a little worn out,
But we really don&amp;#8217;t want to spend the time,
To find out what it may be about.
Y&amp;#8217;see we get these service users free,
They come like lambs to slaughter,
And when they fall at the side of the road,
We treat them like unexploded mortar.
Well yes we do promote respect and stuff,
Like valuing people, dignity and support,
But when it comes to chatting to &amp;#8216;them&amp;#8217;
We&amp;#8217;ve forgotten what we were taught.
So most of us would sooner pretend
Like nothings happening here
But it&amp;#8217;s not because were downright mean
...</description>
            <author>Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy</author>
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            <pubDate>Sat, 19 Feb 2011 22:01:22 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>He Said, Dawn Replied. A Conversation.</title>
            <link>http://www.medworm.com/index.php?rid=4478087&amp;cid=t_179874_140_f&amp;fid=39203&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fdawnwillis.wordpress.com%2F2011%2F02%2F14%2Fhe-said-dawn-replied-a-conversation%2F</link>
            <description>&amp;#8220;You&amp;#8217;ve got guts.&amp;#8221; he says.
&amp;#8220;We all have I think, goes with &amp;#8216;blood and&amp;#8217;.. &amp;#8220;. I snort in reply.
&amp;#8220;HA HA!&amp;#8221; he retorts, shaking his head. &amp;#8220;I mean you have &amp;#8216;nerve&amp;#8217;, balls, courage. You lay your self bare for the world to comment upon&amp;#8221;.
&amp;#8220;I can assure you the world has not seen me &amp;#8216;bare&amp;#8217;, that&amp;#8217;s an image which would scar them for life, damage their mental health, cause outrage on British magazine TV, no indeed the world has not seen me bare.&amp;#8221; I respond, beginning to feel uncomfortable.
&amp;#8220;I&amp;#8217;m ignoring your deflection attempts because I want to know how you do it. It&amp;#8217;s like when you tell people the awful things people have said about you, I could never tell the world the terr...</description>
            <author>Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy</author>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 14 Feb 2011 14:28:45 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Thoughts On Thoughts and Hotel Slippers</title>
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            <description>Sometimes things just work, we&amp;#8217;ve no idea how or why, they just do, like when a loved one says to me &amp;#8220;Goodnight, and no bad dreams d&amp;#8217;hear me?&amp;#8221; And it works, no rhyme nor reason, no logical explanation.
On the other hand being deaf to the thoughts we are pretending we don&amp;#8217;t hear, or refusing to allow them to escape into words which we may want to say, but which we don&amp;#8217;t because we fear repercussions just doesn&amp;#8217;t work. It creates chasms, voids, holes in lives which squash hopes and dreams. Relationships become strained and broken. Self worth is slowly chipped away. Not listening to your inner-self Is harmful because it&amp;#8217;s not authentic.
I&amp;#8217;m writing this thinking &amp;#8220;Wow this is deep, for a Monday afternoon!&amp;#8221; Again I am in a hotel ...</description>
            <author>Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy</author>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 07 Feb 2011 17:01:56 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>A Single Stem Of Hope</title>
            <link>http://www.medworm.com/index.php?rid=4436921&amp;cid=t_179874_140_f&amp;fid=39203&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fdawnwillis.wordpress.com%2F2011%2F02%2F04%2Fa-single-stem-of-hope%2F</link>
            <description>&amp;nbsp;
&amp;nbsp;
I wish I&amp;#8217;d been sent a flower, I said
Just a single stem of hope
Carrying encouragement from friends
And their belief that I would cope
&amp;nbsp;
Coz there&amp;#8217;s no Get Well Soon cards,
Or Surprises in the post
There&amp;#8217;s a careful, cautious silence
A call or text at most
&amp;nbsp;
Mental Illness isn&amp;#8217;t a crime, we say
But we whisper it effects a &amp;#8220;shame&amp;#8221;
If I&amp;#8217;d suffered a bout of pneumonia
Do you think my experience would be the same?
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&amp;nbsp;

&amp;nbsp;
Dawni
Filed under: Dawn's Crash and Burn Out Diaries (Source: Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy)</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 04 Feb 2011 17:16:13 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Bitter Alum and Apples.  by dawni</title>
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            <description>You shout, and my heart pounds and hammers,
You pull me out from behind the safety of the settee,
Did you hear? I wonder. Or did your eyes bore through padded green dralon,
Exposing my awful truth?
My heart pounds and hammers louder now.
&amp;nbsp;
Did you know your eyes flash when you are angry? They mesmerise me
And they scare me, because I know that for you, there will be no going back.
And still my heart pounds and hammers.
&amp;#8220;What were you doing?&amp;#8221; you demand to know. My eyes lock on yours, saying nothing.
&amp;#8220;Filthy girl, it&amp;#8217;s a filthy habit.&amp;#8221;  My heart pounds and hammers. &amp;#8220;Sit down&amp;#8221;.
&amp;nbsp;
&amp;#8220;No Mammy, please Mammy&amp;#8221; I plead. I won&amp;#8217;t do it again.  Words, words
I hear echoed from before. Sobbing now my heart pounds and hammers.
&amp;#8220...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 01 Feb 2011 16:23:44 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>The Lady With The Shocking Pink Lipstick and Other Interesting Folk</title>
            <link>http://www.medworm.com/index.php?rid=4399800&amp;cid=t_179874_140_f&amp;fid=39203&amp;url=http%3A%2F%2Fdawnwillis.wordpress.com%2F2011%2F01%2F26%2Fthe-lady-with-the-shocking-pink-lipstick-and-other-interesting-folk-2%2F</link>
            <description>Have you ever noticed when someone you&amp;#8217;ve never met, a total stranger decides they want to talk to you? It happens at bus stops, train stations, shop queues. Somehow you become aware that the person next to you would like to say something, something about them changes, they become a little agitated, they move their feet, fiddle with something; their hair; gloves; or their mobile phone, and then they glance at you quickly, weighing up with that quick sweep of their eyes that you are indeed someone who may not rebuff their approach. 
It&amp;#8217;s quite a mini ordeal people put themselves through, it raises their anxiety, reminds them of their fear of rejection, and it could go so wrong! That face they&amp;#8217;ve passed a cursory glance at, may well belong to someone who doesn&amp;#8217;t want ...</description>
            <author>Dawn Willis sharing the News and Views of the Mentally Wealthy</author>
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            <pubDate>Wed, 26 Jan 2011 10:57:55 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>So You Walked! What Do You Want? A Medal? “Well… actually…”</title>
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            <description>Well maybe not a medal exactly, but I may feel like it would be a good time to pat myself on the back.  I walked the 1.6 miles into town today.   Not a long walk, but a walk which was a regular part of my weekly life only a couple of months ago, and one which I had gradually managed to eliminate from my routine.
Within my life I&amp;#8217;d become lilliputian, tiny, like a character in Mary Norton&amp;#8217;s &amp;#8216; The Borrowers&amp;#8217;.  Shrinking into the life of the Land Of The Giants was not something which happened suddenly one day. It sneaked up, and over time life outside my home became a huge mountainous, confusing, loud, darkened landscape.
Looking back I can clearly see how I stopped walking.  I was deceived. My mind worked out a way for me to avoid exposure to the outside world by...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 25 Jan 2011 15:59:23 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Book Review: Stroke Diaries - A Guide For Survivors And Their Families</title>
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            <description>I had the distinct pleasure of reading Stroke Diaries this past week. Its author, Dr. Olajide Williams, is a dear friend and contributor to this blog. I first met Dr. Willliams (or Jide, pronounced &amp;#8220;gee-day&amp;#8221;) as a young neurology resident at Columbia Presbyterian Hospital. I was in my third year of medical school and rotating through the neurology service.
A few things struck me about Jide back then. First, he was the only resident who never got an answer wrong when put on the spot (aka &amp;#8220;pimped&amp;#8221;) by his superiors. I was in awe of his knowledge base &amp;#8212; something he&amp;#8217;d developed by disciplining himself to do additional reading long after his peers were asleep.
Second, Jide was always immaculately dressed &amp;#8212; his stylish, brightly-colored shirts and ties ...</description>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2010 18:22:06 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Best of Our Blogs: May 25, 2010</title>
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            <description>Life is about beginnings and endings. As one season ends, for example, another one begins. While it&amp;#8217;s difficult to let go of our beloved television shows (Lost) and our favorite season (spring), there is always something new and exciting just around the bend. The challenge is to have a bit of faith as we make our way blindly through the unexpected and unseen twists and turns in our path.
One thing I&amp;#8217;ve been doing recently is rereading old journals and diaries. It has taught me is that the answers to my questions would reveal itself with time. All of my frustrations, goals, and uncertainties were just a handful of pages away. I just needed to stop fretting and start trusting that my needs would be met and my prayers would be answered.
As you head off into a brand new season of s...</description>
            <author>World of Psychology</author>
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            <pubDate>Tue, 25 May 2010 12:40:49 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Stress Hurts Relationships</title>
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            <description>This study is important because a lot of past relationship research has examined relationships in a kind of environmental vacuum &amp;#8212; they didn&amp;#8217;t take into account daily life stress or stressors when they studied the relationship. We now have a better understanding of how stress can impact a relationship, and how it can neutralize a person&amp;#8217;s positive relationship abilities or relationship attachment style. 
The take-away for couples is simple &amp;#8212; each individual needs to learn to deal with stress in positive ways outside of the relationship (through activities to minimize the buildup of stress in the first place, regular exercise, and other stress-relief activities). No matter how well you function in everyday life, all the skills in the world may go to hell in a hand-ba...</description>
            <author>World of Psychology</author>
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            <pubDate>Mon, 31 Aug 2009 13:56:25 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>‘Motorhome Diaries’ Crew Makes a Stop at Cato</title>
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            <description>Two freedom lovers who bought an old RV to travel across the country and film an online documentary called The Motorhome Diaries stopped by Cato this week to interview Cato Executive Vice President David Boaz.
Boaz chatted with Diaries rider Pete Eyre about libertarianism, Cato&amp;#8217;s role in Washington and why he&amp;#8217;s optimistic about the future of liberty.
You can follow them on their trek at MotorhomeDiaries.com or on Twitter at @MHDiaries. (Source: Cato-at-liberty)</description>
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            <pubDate>Fri, 12 Jun 2009 19:09:10 +0100</pubDate>
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            <title>Set limits on diaries &amp; records</title>
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            <description>Set clear limits on diary-keeping and other journals. By asking for the minimum amount of information necessary, you increase the chances of obtaining reliable data.
Journals and other records kept by the client are a useful adjunct to most therapeutic approaches and an integral part of some, such as Cognitive Behavioural Therapy. Daily or hourly data points can be invaluable in establishing patterns and tracking progress.
Diary sheets may be handed out automatically at the beginning of therapy, in the expectation that clients will keep reliable records which can be used as the basis for therapy. Presenting clients who are already struggling to cope with another responsibility may not be the wisest move.
Anyone who has attempted to keep a daily journal (or blog regularly!) will know the di...</description>
            <author>The Relaxed Therapist</author>
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            <pubDate>Sun, 27 Apr 2008 06:45:59 +0100</pubDate>
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