Do you want to know more about living with complex PTSD/DISSOCIATION DISORDER? “TUSSILA’S B00K I” is out!

FOR FREE THROUGHOUT JULY 

“Tussila’s Book I” is now enrolled in

SMASHWORDS

2017 July Summer/Winter Sale!

July 1 – 31, 2017

It took me nearly fifteen years to accomplish this dream, but now finally my diary from psychiatric emergency care is published! I very much hope that this book can help to better understand various aftereffects due to childhood traumas!

So far, the responses I have received have been overwhelmingly positive. Many people have already thanked me for sharing my story.

I hope you too will take this opportunity and I am very excited to hear your opinion on my book, please feel free to comment when you have read it!

Hurry to tap  one the of the direct links below to download “TUSSILA’S BOOK I” for free:

Smashwords   Apple   Kobo   Barnes&Noble

Inktera (formerly Page Foundry)   Overdrive

FRONT PAGE, 1.4 MB

 REVIEWS ON TUSSILA’S BOOK I

  “The emotions are so strong in this book that the first time I read it I was crying along with her, laughing with her, angry with her. The strength to go on is inspirational itself.
If you have ever wanted to know what it is like to live with PTSD this is the perfect book.
The paintings are straightforward and inspirational as well.
Health care professionals should definitely read this. I cannot imagine the pain she must have gone through to come out strong enough to share her story. It must have taken an immeasurable amount of courage to post her personal diary.
Everyone has a different story, Tussila has chosen to share her story with the world. Her desperation, and the road to recovery.
“I have no illness; I have an injury. Who would call a traffic accident victim sick, or ill?”
Amazing book. Worth every tear just to have clarity again.”
Review written by Megan Starkweather at:

 Please share with your friends and colleges!

Thank you so much, warmest regards from Tussila Spring =)

COMPLEX PTSD/DISSOCIATING DISORDER’s weekly

Hello followers, and greetings for the day

I have tried to gather some information and stuff about the subject, into a weekly newspaper. If you are interested in learning more about this subject, please feel welcome to check out this link: https://paper.li/tussilasbook/1436909845

It is happening right now! I mean my book-project is happening, yes it is, right now it is!

This I really must share with you my dear followers! You may rightly have wondered why my blog name “Tussila’s book-publishing blog” differs so much from my recent content in it. And you sure are right to wonder too. The case is that I had some attempts last year to find somebody willing to test-read for me, however since none of these attempts led to actually finding someone, I needed to put the project on the shelve for a while. As you surely can imagine, it takes a lot of courage to share ones life story, and it takes even more courage to have to ask over and over again if somebody would test read it… Especially when you are experiencing that your emails aren’t even replied to.

This is the reason I have been posting all these images lately, I had to do something while building up some more book-publishing courage, didn’t I?! Looking back, this period have been important for me too, actually. Maybe the delay was for the best in the long run, I love to make images. And some day, when my book finally is out there on its own. This is what I will do, make images all the time, for the rest of my life.

Now, however, book-publishing things are happening again. A few weeks ago, there was a very sweet woman making contact with me, offering to test read, just like that! You can imagine how my heart started to speed up, and how I tried to remember where and how I had planned to transfer the first chapter, if only somebody would care to read it, not to mention where on earth I had saved it, and this fantastic woman, Shruti, is actually one of the bloggers here at WordPress: http://shrutiinsights.wordpress.com/ , and I really would like to share with you all, how excited I am these days. After thirteen years, my book finally is happening. I have already sent chapter two over to her, for test-reading, and have started to translate the third one. I cant explain how relieved I am feeling that she wish to help me through the process. She does much more than test-reading and suggests corrections. She gives me the courage to keep going, I just can’t believe how lucky I have been, meeting her!

Hmh, I had planned to create this post without attaching an image to it, but is seems almost impossible now, the text looks so colorless in a way. So, I need to add one after all, even if the content doesn’t match the text at all.

Or maybe it does? I made this image yesterday, when I was thinking about how lucky I am, and about what opportunities laying ahead of me. Most importantly, I was thinking about how fantastic it is too meet people like Shruti, along with many other nice people out there, or inside here, if you wish. I send you all my warmest regards, and I wish you a wonderful weekend ahead =)

Village
“Village”

Photo-manipulation/digital work, Tussila Spring 2015

Thank you for reading and viewing!

Tussila’s roaring #stigma-fighting fifties!

I don’t know why, but today I’m angry, I’m so angry that in this writing moment, I can’t sit still on my chair, and my back is much straighter than normal, my neck is straighter, my eyes is glancing down on the screen, instead of straight forward at it. All that because I, in this writing moment is taller than normal.

Why this rage, and why now? Is it helpful? is it appropriate? Does this anger point anywhere, and in that case , in what direction does it point?

I will tell you: It points in the direction where the ignorance-believers, the belittling-teams , the professional know-how-experts and the patronizing-lovers live. My anger is an arrow and a sword, which purpose is to strike those communities where it all seems so easy to solve the complex injuries that often follows from childhood traumas. By all means, there are a lot of very competent people out there, trying to help and doing a fantastic job. This goes to those people in various health care units who really isn’t very interested in their patients well-being, and who still claims that they are doing a good job helping.

Most of all, I wish to say, loud and clear, and I will continue repeating as long as necessary: I never allow anybody to call me mentally ill, without me correcting it. What I have is injuries, mostly mental injuries that somebody has inflicted upon me, from the outside. I was perfectly fine when I was born. If I should allow anybody to call me mentally sick, mentally ill, or mentally poorly, I would see myself as weak, because then no causes would be mentioned to explain my condition, and all my courage and strength would disappear.

I therefore, without exceptions, always claim that I have mental injuries. That claim also clearly indicates that there are abusers and wrong-doers in my child history, and that they are responsible for my diagnoses, and not myself. That is my main point. And I guess that my rage mostly comes from the fact that I recently have noticed that terms like “mentally injuries” hardly exists on the web. As far as I can see, the majority still is tagging all mental disorders as “mentally ill”, “mentally sick” and so forth…

And I don’t understand why!

The diagnoses complex post-traumatic stress-disorder clearly has the word trauma in it. I what contexts is it proper to say that the word trauma means ill? As far as I can see, the understanding of the word trauma, is only mixed up when it comes to psychiatry.
Why on earth is that? Can somebody explain what purpose it has, to alter the meaning of diagnostic terms from the somatic health care to the mental health care?

I can not explain it, nor can I understand it.

I’m sorry for this outburst, I hope that I didn’t offend anybody, I just had to get it of my chest!

Knowing myself fairly well, I guess there will be a calmer image posted later today…