PTSD Parent was recently featured on the Voices for Change 2.0 Podcast to talk about PTSD, parenting, and comedy, along with a brief but very satisfying reference to Jason Mamoa.
Don’t know who Jason Mamoa is? Oh, let me help:
RIGHT? See what I’m saying? Wait, what were we talking about?
Oh yeah, the Voices for Change podcast! You can listen here right now!
What’s Voices for Change 2.0?
The Voices for Change 2.0 podcast is a show by Rebecca and Joe Lombardo that mixes in pop culture with mental health stuff. For example, one question might be, “What are your favorite go-to movies or shows when you are going through a bout of crippling depression?”
I first met Rebecca and Joe Lombardo of Voices for Change 2.0 a few months ago, and I have really enjoyed getting to know them over social media. Like me, Rebecca and Joe live daily with mental health challenges. At age 19, Rebecca was diagnosed with bipolar disorder and struggles with mental illness daily. In 2013, she survived a suicide attempt. With Joe by her side, she recovered from that attempt and started a blog detailing her struggles. Eventually that blog was turned into a book called It’s Not Your Journey, now available on Amazon.com.
Rebecca and Joe are advocates for mental health, providing encouragement and support for those with mental illness as well as the point of view of the spouse and caregiver.
My Interview with Voices for Change
I am honored to be a guest on the Voices for Change podcast to talk about PTSD Parent, the role of comedy in healing from trauma, and what it’s like to be a parent with Post Traumatic Stress Disorder. They also asked me what advice I have for parents whose children have disclosed abuse.
Go here to listen to my interview with Voices for Change 2.0 podcast, and thank you for listening!
A Funny and Poignant Grief Book
For twenty years, I thought that I had been marching through the stages of grief in a straight line. I had been following the formula, crossing each processed grief experience off my list.
Except that I was totally deluded. And I didn’t discover that until Jim, my beloved father-in-law, died. I found myself drying off from my shower the morning after his death, really hoping he couldn’t see me naked. Or, if he could, that he was averting his eyes.
From that moment, my path through grief resembled a roller coaster, spiraling and twisting and turning, circling back around. Echoes of past trauma, including childhood abuse and cheating death, would no longer be ignored. I somehow needed to get from the beginning to the end of this grief adventure, and I don’t have a good sense of direction.
But what is always present during a journey through grief, regardless of the path chosen?
Caskets From Costco is a funny grief book that demonstrates the certainty of hope and healing in an uncertain and painful world.