The day for me began at 5.30 am this morning. I was in a good sleep, but the dream I was having wasn’t good. It was about war and bombs and the like. Probably been watching too much news.
In the dream, I heard this enormous crash, like an explosion. It shook me from my slumbers and then I realised there was a thunderstorm going on. The sky was dark and the rain was hammering down. That’s what woke me!
So I couldn’t get back to sleep, and I had an early start. It was the first day of Peer Support Training and along with 12 other people, I ventured out of the borough to a doctor’s surgery where the first day of training was.
There were a few teething troubles, as you might expect with something new. I will gloss over them because little is gained by getting irritated or upset by them. Going with the flow I think it’s called.
After lunch, we spent 3 hours detailing our life stories to each other. There was some fairly painful stuff and some things that really hit home. This is mental health, everyone. And I thought to myself, I need to be taking notice and showing a degree of calmness and patience if I’m to succeed on this course and do one to one Peer work with either the company I’m with or outside of that. It was a very thoughtful, painful and distressing 3 hours. But at the end, I forgot about the teething troubles and put them into their proper perspective. They mean nothing. People’s lives and feelings are what matter.
Back to this on Thursday. I have to prove to be able to stay the course. Show willing and fortitude. I think I can do so. I want to help others, get out of my own bubble and put others first. The next five sessions will be instructive.