Do you have depression or bipolar disorder?
The BLACK DOG REACH Wellbeing Group might be for you!
REACH is a nine-week psycho-educational wellbeing group program for individuals with a mood disorder, run by qualified Black Dog Institute trained Facilitators.
REACH is suitable for individuals over 18, who have lived with a diagnosis of depression or bipolar disorder for at least one year.
Eligible participants will also need to demonstrate:
- Capacity to participate in a group setting
- Commitment to attend 9 weekly sessions
- Acceptance of their illness
- Motivation to implement ‘wellbeing’ strategies
- fostering strengths,
- dealing with loss & grief,
- identifying early warning signs & triggers,
- nurturing wellbeing and support networks,
- and creating a unique ‘Wellbeing Plan’
When: Mondays from 25 July to 19 September 2016 (School Term 3)
Time: 6:00- 8:00 pm
Where: 119 Willoughby road, Crows Nest
Cost: $540 (9 x $60) less Medicare Rebate* $194.85 (9 x $21.65) = $345.15 plus manual $20.
We will ask to meet you upfront before the group starts to ensure that this is the right group for you. Booking and prepayment is essential
*To qualify for the Medicare Rebate you will need a current Mental Health Care Plan
Call us on 9908 2950 (mention Black Dog Reach Program) to leave your details or email us at email@example.com
Groups are facilitated by Desné Doman a psychologist with a wealth of experience in yoga, meditation, mindfulness, therapy, and helping you find solid, truly “doable”, long lasting healing.
“I believe we are not our illness, that letting it “happen” is not an option. I believe that depression can be viewed as an opportunity to figure out what is causing our imbalance and to take steps to manage it. That is why I am passionate about the REACH wellbeing program. In a supportive environment it gives you highly practical steps to implement a comprehensive well-being plan to support your own healing.”
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“That’s the thing about depression: A human being can survive almost anything, as long as she sees the end in sight. But depression is so insidious, and it compounds daily, that it’s impossible to ever see the end.”
― Elizabeth Wurtzel,
“I can’t eat and I can’t sleep. I’m not doing well in terms of being a functional human, you know?”
― Ned Vizzini,
“When you’re surrounded by all these people, it can be lonelier than when you’re by yourself. You can be in a huge crowd, but if you don’t feel like you can trust anyone or talk to anybody, you feel like you’re really alone.”
― Fiona Apple
“I don’t want to see anyone. I lie in the bedroom with the curtains drawn and nothingness washing over me like a sluggish wave. Whatever is happening to me is my own fault. I have done something wrong, something so huge I can’t even see it, something that’s drowning me. I am inadequate and stupid, without worth. I might as well be dead.”
― Margaret Atwood,
“Others imply that they know what it is like to be depressed because they have gone through a divorce, lost a job, or broken up with someone. But these experiences carry with them feelings. Depression, instead, is flat, hollow, and unendurable. It is also tiresome. People cannot abide being around you when you are depressed. They might think that they ought to, and they might even try, but you know and they know that you are tedious beyond belief: you are irritable and paranoid and humorless and lifeless and critical and demanding and no reassurance is ever enough. You’re frightened, and you’re frightening, and you’re “not at all like yourself but will be soon,” but you know you won’t.”
― Kay Redfield Jamison,
“Depression is the most unpleasant thing I have ever experienced. . . . It is that absence of being able to envisage that you will ever be cheerful again. The absence of hope. That very deadened feeling, which is so very different from feeling sad. Sad hurts but it’s a healthy feeling. It is a necessary thing to feel. Depression is very different.”
― J.K. Rowling
“I just want to sleep. A coma would be nice. Or amnesia. Anything, just to get rid of this, these thoughts, whispers in my mind. Did he rape my head, too?”
― Laurie Halse Anderson,