Learning the Kven language

Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.

Note: this is mostly about the Kven language and culture.

I’m of Kven ancestry and our family culture is very strong in Kven influence. The Kven people are kind of like an old diaspora from Northern Finland going often centuries back, living in Northern Norway and speaking the Kven language that is quite similar to the Finnish language. I’m a proud Kven ❤

If my ancestors had been able to keep the native languages we had likely spoken Kven and North Sámi as well as Norwegian. There are forced assimilation policies mostly in the past but make no mistake it’s actually still somewhat of a problem especially for Kven people due to the perception we are just really immigrants and not ‘urfolk/indigenous’ to Northern Norway, no such prejudice toward the Sámi as they/we are already recognized as indigenous/urfolk in Norway.

Me and my maternal grandmother have strong attempted to learn the Kven language from language course and we are passionate members of the local Kven group and the national ‘Norske Kveners Forbund’ that fight for Kven topics in general and awareness of our culture, including the languages. I also want to learn North Sámi language and standard Finnish as well.

Honestly I still am not fluent in Kven language, but I truly am going to practice a lot with my Kven identified family members to know more, and not to mention it’s also fun ❤

Thanks for listening ❤

medication and the recovery from deep Darkness

Daily writing prompt
Describe a decision you made in the past that helped you learn or grow.

since 2005 when I was 12 years old I got actually psychotic and bipolarity much more strongly than before, I had some bipolarity already in 2001 at age 8 years. But in fact I went 8 years with this strong schizoaffective condition before I got effective treatment and diagnosis of real mental health conditions, I had been diagnosed with autism/Asperger syndrome a couple of years before this but they didn’t listen to me or close family so I got more severe symptoms. But after my treatments started working everything changed and it wasn’t easy at all, very difficult in fact. I realised how delusional I had been and how much the voice-hearing had dragged me down to nothing, how my mood disorder twisted my perspective on life in general. It was very hard, but I kept taking my medications for the sake of my family members well-being, and thank goodness for me to make this choice and the efforts to get even better; still a living project even 12 years later. And I thank my family, my psychiatric nurse and my first psychiatrist for fighting and to believe in my recovery.

It’s really about passion and effort from all directions, both health-care workers family members and importantly also the person within this state of being. I learn something and it goes:

There is Light behind even the Darkest moments.

thank you everyone for visiting ❤