Healthbound said:Although it's difficult, I do have a right to take care of myself. Especially if they're not going to. I don't have to take bullets AND be in a depression. I might have to "ride out" the depression part, but I don't actually have to ride out the bullets. I can just step out of the shooting range.
---Regardless of whether they are intentionally shooting me or not. That part isn't my problem. Getting out of the way is.
healthbound said:I have a chair, my meds, some food, crisis line phone number and my toothbrush. I should be ok.
healthbound said:i wish someone was online.
i know i'm high maintainance. i don't know what to do about it. i frickin hate my life and i feel so crummy. what the heck is happening to me? Damn it, I can't stand it. Nothing is the way I want it to be.
Except my son. He is exactly they way I would have liked him to be. I'm very proud of him and I'm honestly happy about how I've raised him.
But, I feel like I'm even losing touch with that now too. Like, I can't even hold onto that. URGH. What must I do to rid myself of this horrible curse?!?!?!?!?!
OK. Dramatic, I know. But, seriously...how low do I need to go before I can go back up again? Will I ever go back up again?
Instead of continually trying to "just hold it together", maybe it would be better for my son if I just admitted myself to the hospital and then to some sort of treatment or something?
Maybe he'd be better off with his dad's parents? Or even my parents?
Damn it. I feel like I don't have any damn options here. Urgh. I'm really in a state.
Like your drowning in hurt, and your finding it difficult to re-emerge, even though you have things that you feel should help you out (your feelings about your son). Some times these things just don't help. And its not because you don't love him/aren't looking out for him enough. Just sometimes our depression pulls us so far under the water - everything on the surface is blurred.
i myself just kept struggling and struggling not knowing what the best next step to do was. it sounds like you are doing the same. i think that at some point you just need to decide what you want/need and go for it. if you think the hospital is the way to go then maybe you should, if you think aa is better, then go for that. you'll probably have doubts (i certainly did), but that's part of the package i think. in my case i just felt i had to DO something, i just did not want to feel as crappy as i did. doing nothing would change nothing.
ThatLady said:You know, thinking about this...as I recall, when my therapy had approached a point where I was ready to make a breakthrough, it seemed my symptoms of depression and helplessness increased exponentially. I hadn't thought about it until I read your last post. I wonder if this isn't the norm.
Shortly after I reached that point (I was in individual therapy twice a week and on medication for depression and anxiety), my psychiatrist broached the subject of beginning group therapy as an adjunct to my individual therapy. The idea terrified me, but he convinced me to give it a try. It was really very helpful and inspiring, and I never looked back. That group became a sort of family to me, and I one of their family members, as well. We supported each other, and the psychiatrist directed our efforts. I think it was a major step forward toward healing for me.
Actually, I do remember when it was time for me to leave the day program (group therapy 4 days per week after my sister died), they mentioned that it was normal for clients to often react in a way that seemed like a mini relapse of sorts. It makes sense. I also seem to remember a couple times in my life when there was a storm before the calm .I wonder if this isn't the norm.
it gave us all the connection to other, understanding human beings that we need so desperately when we're fighting our way out of depression.