For what it’s worth…
The term “education camps” is a toxic phrase and brings to mind evil twats like HRC and others who have used that term. However, remove the idiots saying it and look at the meaning behind it – it isn’t so far from the truth. We could all use some remembering what love looks like, especially when it comes to healing and helping one another. I read this today. It speaks volumes and volumes of truth:
The biggest misconception about mental health is that it lives inside individual minds.
Distress is treated as a personal defect, a disordered brain, or a failure of coping. From an Interpersonal Neurobiology perspective, most suffering reflects what happens when human systems are forced to adapt to chronic threat, unmet needs, isolation, and hierarchy.
People don’t break down on their own. They respond to conditions that do not allow settling, repair, or mutual care.
Mental health is not something you fix internally and then return to a harmful world. It emerges when people are consistently treated with safety, dignity, and enough support to meet basic human needs. When those conditions are missing, distress is a predictable outcome, not a personal problem.
The misconception protects systems. The cost is borne by vulnerable people.
People don’t break down on their own.
How long have I been screaming these words online?
Personal collapse happens when there is a lack of people showing up and giving safe space coupled with the help they need to get back up again and thrive.
Personal collapse when there is a lack of real help from the system.
In a nutshell: Where there is no love, people cannot heal or thrive. PERIOD.
I was told over and over again by others to call this agency. Call that place. THEY will help.
So I did. Agencies. Churches. Went online and asked for help. Share my work. Help me tell my story.
So much for “Ask for what you need and it shall be granted.”
Not always, my friends. Not always.
My experience was essentially the same results. I received the same type of treatment I did by people who I thought cared about me. Either advice I didn’t need or wouldn’t work for me. Or I was dropped altogether.
As someone who has lived under chronic stress and survival mode whereby I slowly isolated myself because I didn’t want to be a burden and/or I simply became too afraid to trust others after being betrayed or simply abandoned, I know first hand what this does to the mind, the heart and the nervous system. And I have no problem saying I am often in distress. I just need(ed) better support. More of it. Consistently. It takes a lot for me today to reach out to others. I need to be surrounded by that – regularly. And I am burned out stating my needs. I see the effect this has been having on me the last few weeks where it has become difficult for me to get out of bed, where I have been literally shutting down, where I wake up tense all over, so much so I am in pain. Nervous system shut down. It’s scaring me.
We have been sold a lot of nonsense in today’s world by being told we can heal ourselves on our own. As though that’s a badge of honor.
What happened to healing together?
What happened to SUPPORTING one another in our healing?
Supporting those who are in need in the ways that work?
Co-regulation. The nervous system needs that to heal. It’s neuro-science.
In Safe Spaces.
With Listening ears.
Surrounded by Compassionate hearts.
Small moments of knowing “Ok, I am safe here. I am safe to be me.”
It isn’t difficult.
For the religious types, just pause and ask what Jesus would do.
For the rest?
Just ask what Love would do.
Love in action.
The main damn reason I started this site when I did. Not to support Trump or do Q proofs. That’s just a distraction from my Heart and Soul that KNOWS the ONLY WAY we get through this is with EACH OTHER.
Supporting.
Listening.
Showing up.
Holding Safe Space.
And we have some work to do in this area.
So the next time if you see someone in need, don’t send them out into the system. That’s akin to sending them straight into the lion’s den. Ask what you can do for them. Let them know you see them. You never know at that moment that person may be truly at the end of their ability to cope, with that one moment giving them a wee bit of hope they quietly and yet desperately need.
Good bye ’25. May 2026 bring in what we all need.
💖
Victoria
