Category: Mental Health

  • NADSP Conference

    Tomorrow, I will have the amazing opportunity to present at the NADSP conference in Buffalo, NY. I have never been to the East Coast before and we are excited to visit Niagara Falls!
  • Training Opportunity!

    Join me on Tuesday 08/05 to learn about Compassion Fatigue, Compassion Satisfaction, and Resilience.

    Flipping the Switch: Compassion Fatigue to Compassion Satisfaction

    $45

    August 5 @ 10:00 am – 11:30 am

    Instructor(s): Lindsay Dutton

    Many of us go into the human services field because we have an immense passion for helping others and serving our communities. However, we aren’t always aware of how supporting others can take a toll on our own well-being. This training will introduce the concepts of compassion fatigue and vicarious trauma, but most importantly we will discuss compassion satisfaction and resilience. Together we will gain an understanding of how to nurture our own well-being and protect ourselves, while also providing great support to those we serve.

    Participants will gain an understanding of:

    • What compassion fatigue is, the contributing factors, as well as the signs and symptoms.
    • The differences and similarities between compassion fatigue, vicarious trauma, secondary traumatic stress, and burnout.
    • Compassion satisfaction, resilience, and the connection with our well-being.
    • How to create a simple support plan for themselves to use at work and/or home to help serve as a reminder to make space for their own well-being.
  • Unpacking Trauma

    Unpacking trauma and unpacking a late life autism diagnosis are both like learning about your life, even though you lived it. -Lindsay Dutton

  • My Autism Journey

    My husband and I have made so many mistakes and so many great choices together. Just like any good relationship that is human, right? Since my Mom passed away, I have been very reflective and nostalgic. All the feels.

    I am now 40-years-old and I have purchased and sold a house. Not uncommon at my age, however, for my generation it hasn’t been a very easy thing to accomplish. Numbers and Facts. I have worked VERY hard for everything I have. I was a bit spoiled as a child being either the youngest or only child at times. It’s complicated.

    I definitely have trauma from my childhood, most people have at least 1 ACE (Adverse Childhood Experiences). My score is about a 4 or 5 out of 9. Luckier than some, unluckier than many. I also grew up with a tremendous amount of privilege being white and I am not at all afraid to admit and acknowledge that.

    I am so proud of who I am at 40. I have been a crappy human many times in my life especially when I was just a young and bright eyed young adult. I didn’t make time always for the people I should have and made stupid decisions like many of us. I self-medicated because I didn’t want to feel all the feels while dealing with everything my Mom went through. I wasn’t ready to unpack my trauma and process. I definitely wasn’t ready to acknowledge that I was living with a severe Mental “illness”. I hid it as best I could because I saw how my Mom was treated by so many- especially those that claimed to be family. Disgusting.

    I also had no idea I was AuDHD and that term didn’t exist. That means I am both Autistic and I have AdHD. Terms and diagnoses serve a purpose but really I am just very very very Neurodivergent. That means my brain diverges from what is considered “normal”. DUH. It seems so obvious now. I had sensory issues I didn’t understand and did some “weird” behaviors. NO idea if they were noticed and ignored or just not noticed.

    The most interesting thing is that family have told me that I was like a motor you couldn’t turn off. My Mom kept me VERY busy with sports and activities, so awesome job Mom. I played instruments and picked it up easily. I could play any sport I tried pretty much but was awesome at Basketball and Softball/Baseball. I did well in school- often testing at high school or college level in grade school apparently from what I was told by my Mom. I was always moving and had a hard time sitting still which is more common with boys with AdHD. Then there are the symptoms that are not noticed in girls usually. When people describe me as a child I sound like a boy with AdHD via stigma. What the?!?

    The reason (one of) why Autism diagnoses have increased so much is because there used to be 2 separate categories. There was those with Asperger’s and those with ASD (Autism Spectrum “Disorder”). Asperger’s was used to describe those people that were highly intelligent but also struggled with social situations like those with ASD. Then after more research they discovered just how much of a spectrum ASD belongs on.

    Now we just call any experience of Autism above a certain score on the very long test- ASD. So, combining said diagnoses practically doubled the prevalence. Also, because of research via Neuroscience and other sciences, we now understand ASD even better. We have learned that Women experience Autism a bit differently and internalize and mask due to stereotypes and stigma of how a girl “should” act.

    Anyway, just wanted to share a bit about my Autism journey and some of the science behind ASD.

  • #Advocacy, #NoKings, #NoMasters

    I was getting ready for the day and this idea for a graphic came to me. What do you think? I might use this in a cultural awareness and disability training I am currently creating. This shows my journey over the last decade! I love the person I have become. THIS is what my Mom and my Grammy and people with disabilities and mental health struggle just like ME, taught me. We won’t ever be silenced again! Trump, we are coming for you, ***hole.

    #advocacy

    #activism

    #disabilityawareness

    #culturalawareness

    #fucktR

    #nokingsinamerica

    #NoFascism

  • Mom, You Raise Me Up

    Mom, You Raise Me Up

    One of the songs that I played at my mom’s funeral was “You Raise Me Up”. The song really tells all about how much my mom meant to me and how she treated everyone around her. It’s not fair that she had to go through so much shit in life. Despite her mental health struggles, disability, and developing dementia – she was an amazing human being. I could write an entire book just about my mom. I hope to do so, her story needs to be heard. The picture above is the last photo we took together before she passed away on 04/02/2024. I tried to be a voice for my Mom, but it was a constant fight. Our system has to do better in Oregon.

    Lyrics “You Raise Me Up”

    When I am down and, oh, my soul, so weary
    When troubles come and my heart burdened be
    Then I am still and wait here in the silence
    Until You come and sit awhile with me

    You raise me up so I can stand on mountains
    You raise me up to walk on stormy seas
    I am strong when I am on Your shoulders
    You raise me up to more than I can be

    You raise me up so I can stand on mountains
    You raise me up to walk on stormy seas
    I am strong when I am on Your shoulders
    You raise me up to more than I can be

    You raise me up (up) so I can stand on mountains (stand on mountains)
    You raise me up to walk on stormy seas (stormy seas)
    I am strong (I am strong) when I am on Your shoulders (ooh)
    You raise me up to more than I can be

    You raise me up (up) so I can stand on mountains (stand on mountains)
    You raise me up to walk on stormy seas (stormy seas)
    I am strong when I am on Your shoulders
    You raise me up to more than I can be

    You raise me up to more than I can be

    Mom, I am doing everything I can to advocate for those that need help now and in the future.

     The stigma must end, and we must talk about mental health with openness and courage. Right now, it’s scary, but it’s more important than ever.