Last night my brother called me instead of spiraling into another PTSD fueled psychic break. We talked about feelings being real and important but not inherently dangerous. The thing that makes them dangerous is when we give them power to make decisions for us. This is the first time he's reached out to me instead of going to substances or actually needing to be hospitalized because of attems to harm himself. Today it was sunny and not so bad for him.
I'm thankful for the language I've integrated from Rey's videos that's helped me be there for him, myself, and others.