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Post by Delta Dawn on Jun 8, 2018 15:52:50 GMT
I was hesitant to post this but if someone doesn't talk about it no one will. I am not sure what to write or share. Please don't send the police to my house. I am fine. What is your truth? Post as much or as little as you want. You are loved.
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Post by delilahtwo on Jun 8, 2018 15:58:15 GMT
My truth is that life isn't always great. Sometimes it's a slog and seems pointless. You are born, you live, you die. Along the way you have to work to have a home, clothing, food, etc. If you have children they can be a great joy and great stress all at the same time. Fortunately I've never felt that it's completely worthless and have never been suicidal but I would like to enjoy it more. I wish it had more of a point but it really doesn't. It's about muddling through the best way you can, hopefully not hurting other people along the way.
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Post by Delta Dawn on Jun 8, 2018 16:10:53 GMT
What scares you?
I wore my mother's ring after she died and I took it off and put it in a safe place so I could organize my closet. I didn't want it to snag on my clothes. My father asked me where it was one day and I couldn't find it. (She had just died). That was Mother's Day 2016. He yelled at me. He accused me of selling it. I didn't know where I had put it and I was wrought with grief. That was Sunday. The following weekend I put the plan into action. The police caught me. I hate Mother's Day forever more.
I lost my mother's bracelet on Wednesday this week. If you don't know what scared is, you haven't seen me now. Every minute of the day I sit here worrying is this the week it happens?
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Post by paperaddict on Jun 8, 2018 16:34:53 GMT
You still have a choice...get help and support. I work in mental health, and research studies showed that suicidal ideation come and go. Sometimes, we (mental health professionals) keep people "safe" until they are no longer "suicidal" . I know that sometimes life is SO bad that suicide feels like the only option, but at that point you need to tell someone, and realize that you will not feel this bad forever. Sometimes, you need to concentrate on living the next minute then the next minute.
Also, research studies have shown, no matter what you think, your loved ones will be traumatized for the rest of their lives. It also increase their risk for suicide too. Some loved ones will never come to any peace with your death. Don't think that you not being there will make life "easier" for them or they will "get over it" . Some loved ones will never overcome this trauma.
Life is hard and unfair, but there are still good moments to come. If anybody is suicidal, please tell someone or phone 911. You may feel that ending your life right now is the "best thing" but you may not feel this in a couple of hours and / or days.
I have depression and I have had really bad days, and on those days, I really concentrate on just getting through the next 10 minutes then the next...
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cubby14
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Post by cubby14 on Jun 8, 2018 16:54:42 GMT
None of you all know me, Ive lurked on this site for as long as it has been open and on the original Two Peas for many years. I've gotten so many great things from coming here and with this topic I feel compelled to come out into the open and respond.
I suffered with severe post-partum depression many years ago to the point of suicide. Finally asked for help and got it but not without lots of stigma that went along with it.
But I really wanted to bring up how lacking our country is in the mental health care area. I live in a big city in Arizona. I have an adult son 26 who was diagnosed with Bi Polar disorder when he was 19. He has been resistant to medication since his first two tries a few years ago, Neither doctor was responsive to his complaints about the side effects etc. He quit and tried to deal with it on his own. As we all know that doesn't work. So for the last year I have been trying to find him a new doctor. Most of them around here don't accept insurance at all or if they do, they don't accept the one he has which is the only one he has access to. He works only part time but makes too much for medicaid so he is subsidized on the Affordable Care Ins. In our county there is only one company available and it is junk. But I digress, because I think insurance for all is so necessary.
So for the last 5-6 months I have been on a hunt to find anyone who was taking new patients. I contacted 43 places and none were accepting new patients except through a hospital in patient referral. You only get admitted if you have actually tried to commit suicide. I was ready to start looking in the next biggest are which is 1 1/2 hours away, when I got a call from a good friend who also has bipolar and she asked her doctor if there was any way she would see him. Luckily she said yes, no insurance accepted. He's lucky in that we can pay.
I spent most every day worried sick that I would find my son dead in his apartment. He lost hope many times that he would ever get the help he needs. Many people with mental illness and these types of road blocks would not get the help they need to be productive members of society. I see so many people say just get help if you're feeling suicidal or have a mental illness. If only it was that easy.
I don't want any more families and friends to have to deal with the pain of a love ones suicide. I don't want those that can't afford the help to be those marginalized people we see all over. I want us all to help get rid of the stigma of mental health issues and to demand that there be more access to good quality care that is covered by insurance just like any other illness.
The stress of dealing with this has brought up a lot of those old helpless feeling from long ago within me. Driving over to my son's place when I can't get hold of him, thoughts racing expecting to find him dead. I've felt very disheartened and helpless.
Anyway thanks for propelling me to come out of lurkedom and post this.
Michelle
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Post by christine58 on Jun 8, 2018 17:09:18 GMT
cubby14 How is your son doing?? Delta Dawn You obviously have a plan to end your life at some point...I hope you get the help you need. It's not on this message board to be honest.
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cubby14
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Post by cubby14 on Jun 8, 2018 18:59:40 GMT
Christine58 Thanks for asking about my son.
We are taking things day by day, sometimes minute by minute. He has started on trying to find the right combination of medications and we both know it can be a long road to figure it out. I'm hoping that with our help and the help of the psychiatrist and counselor that he will be able to stick with it and be able to get to a place where he is healthy and happy and able to handle life. Its only been a week so its too early to tell of he'll stick it out.
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zella
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Post by zella on Jun 8, 2018 19:06:32 GMT
With each "celebrity" suicide I feel a sense of sadness mixed with admiration, and I think this is something that needs to be said. I know I'm not alone in this. I wonder how exactly they did it. I wonder how long it took. I wonder if at any point they changed their mind but it was too late. I wonder if they suffered physically during their death. And I always have a moment of "Wow, I wish I was that brave." So many, many times I've wanted to die, have even made attempts (albeit pathetic ones). The only reason I'm still alive is because I am a huge coward and scared of so many things. I'm not scared of being dead, but of what might happen before I get to that point. I know my family is glad I'm alive and I'm going to try and stay alive for them. But some days it is so hard. And when my physical illness is bad I'm back to researching suicide methods online. I wish I knew what it was like to live and not feel this way, but depression has been part of me since I was a child, and suicidal thoughts have been with me for at least 30 years. Meds only help a bit. Counseling only helps a bit. Elannah: my offer to you in the messages I've sent still holds. You know I understand. I get it. Michelle: I'm appalled that it's that hard to find care, but that's pretty much been my experience too.
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eastcoastpea
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Post by eastcoastpea on Jun 8, 2018 19:17:22 GMT
Hugs to all peas with mental health issues, their family and friends that suffer from it as well. All of you matter to me and I would miss you if you weren't here.
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Post by needmysanity on Jun 8, 2018 19:23:32 GMT
When my son was in middle school he contemplated suicide. We live in fear every week and if I can't find him for an extended amount of time I panic. I follow him on "find my iphone" constantly just to make sure he is safe. I hate living in fear and even though he says he is stable, we know that on any given day things could change.
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Post by mustlovecats on Jun 8, 2018 19:25:48 GMT
I have anxiety and no one knows.
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Post by jumperhop on Jun 8, 2018 19:31:00 GMT
When my son was in middle school he contemplated suicide. We live in fear every week and if I can't find him for an extended amount of time I panic. I follow him on "find my iphone" constantly just to make sure he is safe. I hate living in fear and even though he says he is stable, we know that on any given day things could change. Please know that this is a completely normal reaction to the situation that you are in. I would do the exact same thing. Sorry you are living in fear. I hope and pray for some peace. Jen
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RedSquirrelUK
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Post by RedSquirrelUK on Jun 8, 2018 19:38:14 GMT
I've been offered a place on a 2 day course in work on Mental Health First Aid. You can bet your boots I signed up straight away. I've never heard of such a thing before. I can't wait to find out what it entails, and whether I've got a place on the course. to you all.
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Post by crimsoncat05 on Jun 8, 2018 19:39:01 GMT
I have anxiety and no one knows. (((hugs))) to you. My depression was diagnosed about 15 years ago; I'm kind of open about it more-or-less, but I do manage to function most days-- and I'm sure most people in my life still don't know... and it's something I'm still sort of leery about bringing up because I'm worried about potential negative ramifications, especially as related to my job.
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Post by leftturnonly on Jun 8, 2018 19:46:20 GMT
Sometimes, you need to concentrate on living the next minute then the next minute. I know what this is, living minute by minute. Literally, taking life one minute at a time and no more. cubby14 - {{{Hugs}}} It's bad enough when you feel this way, but when you have a son (or daughter) that's in a desperate state, it's horrific. BTDT. mustlovecats - {{{Hugs}}} - Me too. I have some very deep scars and some simple things get to me far more than they used to. It helps me just a tiny bit to realize I'm pressing on an old bruise somehow and that it's not something new to worry about. Then, I give myself permission to rest and allow myself to be distracted doing something quiet and low key. Bruises need to be allowed to heal.
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Post by leftturnonly on Jun 8, 2018 19:48:44 GMT
Delta Dawn, zella --- {{{Hugs}}} to you both. I know life is a constant struggle for each of you.
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Post by drawkcab on Jun 8, 2018 19:56:00 GMT
I've spent most of today wondering how we as a society improve mental health in our communities. My story is similar to Cubby14's only it's my daughter. Sadly today was the day her therapist told her go find someone else. I am a domestic violence survivor who has PTSD, as do my kids along with anxiety and depression. I have an in law who has made multiple suicide attempts and been on the phone with their kids while they were being looked for. During my divorce my kids were court ordered into therapy within 2 months, that I asked for. It literally took 2 years to find someone to see them.
My history tells me that I don't matter and that I'm only valuable when I'm doing something for someone else. I know this is not true, it's just hard to turn that recording off. Just typing this out makes me tear up.
What I know helps on an individual level is self care, exercise, eating right, creative outlets, and connecting with other supportive people.
Hugs
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Post by leftturnonly on Jun 8, 2018 19:58:08 GMT
What scares you? I wore my mother's ring after she died and I took it off and put it in a safe place so I could organize my closet. I didn't want it to snag on my clothes. My father asked me where it was one day and I couldn't find it. (She had just died). That was Mother's Day 2016. He yelled at me. He accused me of selling it. I didn't know where I had put it and I was wrought with grief. That was Sunday. The following weekend I put the plan into action. The police caught me. I hate Mother's Day forever more. I lost my mother's bracelet on Wednesday this week. If you don't know what scared is, you haven't seen me now. Every minute of the day I sit here worrying is this the week it happens? My cousin and I both lost our mothers within a few months of each other. Just before Christmas, we were able to be together and were out at a holiday event. When we were in the car, I noticed she had on a ring I hadn't noticed before. We got out of the car, walked around among a huge crowd, got back in the car and she didn't have her ring. Her mother's ring. She'd had on gloves and we were outside most of the time, so we went back over our steps as well as we could before we had to leave but didn't give up hope when we didn't find it since she had been wearing gloves. My cousin hates wearing socks. HATES socks. With a passion, hates socks. So, a few weeks later, where does she find her mother's ring, that she was wearing in the car with me? In her sock drawer that she almost never opens. I'm sorry you've misplaced these things that are so important to you. Don't give up hope!
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Post by andreasmom on Jun 8, 2018 20:07:08 GMT
I have situational depression. My dad’s passing was brutal on me. There are days I simply don’t want to get out of bed, but I do, and I go to work (late) and pretend everything’s fine, but it isn’t. I don’t talk about it because I’ve heard enough to know that most everyone’s reply is “still? That was 18 months ago, you should be over it” My DDs deserve a present mom. I’m trying to be in for them, but I just don’t feel like it sometimes. I know it will get better. My counselor says I’m almost there. Some days are truly great, and I’m full of energy and even laugh and enjoy the everyday moments. And then, a song, a tv moment, a rainbow, the little things that remind me of dad send me back to the hole and I just keep fighting.
Big hugs to everyone.
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Post by Delta Dawn on Jun 8, 2018 20:12:37 GMT
The BC Cancer Agency is so beautiful inside. They have a beautiful facility and it has a snack bar and gift shops and tons of services including counseling.
We have PES. (Psychiatric emergency services) A concrete room with no noise. There are two cages in there for the ones (not humans but ones) who need protection from themselves.
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Post by Prenticekid on Jun 8, 2018 20:16:04 GMT
All day I've been seeing posts on Twitter, FB and other social media directly those with suicidal thoughts to "get help" or talk to someone, etc. You know the ones. I think they are just disingenuous. Here's the thing, generally, in my opinion, when people are suicidal, they are not in a place to make a call. Depression is like that. It sucks you in and you don't even know where you are. Just some dark place where dark thoughts just swirl around you and consume you. Any reaching out needs to be much sooner. The problem with that is our knowledge of and treatment of depression/mental health is WOEFUL. A friend of mine recently spent over two months in depression recovery in a facility that costs $2,000 A DAY. They did genetic testing to figure out his medicine dosages. He had access to counseling that is just unheard of for the majority of people. Heck, I didn't even know that there was such a thing as genetic testing to determine the correct dosage for depression meds!! We need to start figuring out how to treat depression from the inside out and getting better help for everyone, not just those whose family's have an extra $60,000 laying around for intensive treatment centers.
I don't really know where I'm going with this, except to say let's talk to people with depression and let them know they can talk to us without judgment. Maybe let them know we'll help them get the help they need, whatever it is they need. (People doubled up at work to do my friend's job while he was out. His employer held his job for him. We got his lawn mowed. We babysat so his wife could fly to the center to visit him.) And, mostly, just let them talk and tell you what they need or don't need. Talk to people when they aren't obviously depressed too. When they can hear you! And, some people seem less depressed right before a suicide, because they've already made the decision. Maybe you'll bring up the awkward subject just when they need you to the most.
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Post by leftturnonly on Jun 8, 2018 20:16:22 GMT
I have situational depression. My dad’s passing was brutal on me. There are days I simply don’t want to get out of bed, but I do, and I go to work (late) and pretend everything’s fine, but it isn’t. I don’t talk about it because I’ve heard enough to know that most everyone’s reply is “still? That was 18 months ago, you should be over it” My DDs deserve a present mom. I’m trying to be in for them, but I just don’t feel like it sometimes. I know it will get better. My counselor says I’m almost there. Some days are truly great, and I’m full of energy and even laugh and enjoy the everyday moments. And then, a song, a tv moment, a rainbow, the little things that remind me of dad send me back to the hole and I just keep fighting. Big hugs to everyone. 18 months is not a long time ago. I just want to give the middle finger to anyone who says that someone needs to get over grieving someone. It's a horrible thing to tell anyone! Why pretend it's fine when it isn't? You recognize it's situational. Accept that you're gonna feel down around that anniversary and be gentle with yourself. You don't have to tell others, but kids do understand. They'll know something is bothering you, so why not just tell them that you are a bit sad right now but you'll feel better in a little while? Life is so much easier when you understand why someone is not happy. This is the time of year when Mom remembers Grandpop and it makes her a little sad is a perfectly reasonable explanation that they can accept.
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Post by baslp on Jun 8, 2018 20:57:55 GMT
I have experienced anxiety after each of my pregnancies. I just wanted to stop the feelings. I did reach out to my mom and got help. Now I have chronic back pain. Some days I think I can’t keep going in this amt of pain. Knowing what it would do to my kids stopsme. My therapist told me that it affects the next 2 generations. So I continue to muddle through life the best way I can .
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Post by disneypal on Jun 8, 2018 21:09:44 GMT
Luckily, I have not had major issues with anxiety or depression or any other type of mental health but I have had to deal with it
A couple of people in my life at different times in their lives have both had to be hospitalized due to suicidal thoughts, debilitating anxiety and/or hearing voices.
Both of these people are VERY close to me and I was responsible for taking them to the ER and ensuring they got properly seen about, luckily in all the instances, the ER doctors admitted them to mental health facilities so they could get the care they needed and find the right medication to help them. They are both doing fine now (most of the time)
I don't think people realize though how hard it is on the family or friends of loved ones that have to deal with this. I didn't know how to help them, I was terrified they were going to harm themselves, I hated seeing them suffer and I couldn't do anything to help. You know they can't help it but you just want to fix their problems.
While they were in the hospital at various times, I took care of their pets, their homes, called their workplaces, handled their personal matters while they were away because they had no one else to do it for them. It was a strain on me and left me a nervous wreck with worry about them. I know they couldn't help it and I don't blame them at all and I didn't mind doing whatever I could do to help them get better but I just don't think others realize how hard it is mentally, emotionally, physically and even financially for the care-givers.
It is so hard to see someone you care about in a state like that. When they are better (thank the Lord!), you still worry constantly that they won't stay better.
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Post by Delta Dawn on Jun 8, 2018 21:11:38 GMT
Luckily, I have not had major issues with anxiety or depression or any other type of mental health but I have had to deal with it A couple of people in my life at different times in their lives have both had to be hospitalized due to suicidal thoughts, debilitating anxiety and/or hearing voices. Both of these people are VERY close to me and I was responsible for taking them to the ER and ensuring they got properly seen about, luckily in all the instances, the ER doctors admitted them to mental health facilities so they could get the care they needed and find the right medication to help them. They are both doing fine now (most of the time) I don't think people realize though how hard it is on the family or friends of loved ones that have to deal with this. I didn't know how to help them, I was terrified they were going to harm themselves, I hated seeing them suffer and I couldn't do anything to help. You know they can't help it but you just want to fix their problems. While they were in the hospital at various times, I took care of their pets, their homes, called their workplaces, handled their personal matters while they were away because they had no one else to do it for them. It was a strain on me and left me a nervous wreck with worry about them. I know they couldn't help it and I don't blame them at all and I didn't mind doing whatever I could do to help them get better but I just don't think others realize how hard it is mentally, emotionally, physically and even financially for the care-givers. It is so hard to see someone you care about in a state like that. When they are better (thank the Lord!), you still worry constantly that they won't stay better. Thank you for caring enough. You make the world a better place.
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Post by jeremysgirl on Jun 8, 2018 21:45:16 GMT
disneypal, I didn't realize how hard it was on family members until it impacted my children. I will tell you I can talk very openly about myself and my experiences. I have no trouble staring it right in the face. But I am a member of a Facebook group for parents of bipolar children and I had to hide the posts from my feed. It is just so painful to read. I go there when I feel strong to offer my support. But most days, I just can't. I have a whole new appreciation for my loved ones.
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Post by LavenderLayoutLady on Jun 8, 2018 22:02:01 GMT
I've spent most of today wondering how we as a society improve mental health in our communities. My story is similar to Cubby14's only it's my daughter. Sadly today was the day her therapist told her go find someone else. I am a domestic violence survivor who has PTSD, as do my kids along with anxiety and depression. I have an in law who has made multiple suicide attempts and been on the phone with their kids while they were being looked for. During my divorce my kids were court ordered into therapy within 2 months, that I asked for. It literally took 2 years to find someone to see them. My history tells me that I don't matter and that I'm only valuable when I'm doing something for someone else. I know this is not true, it's just hard to turn that recording off. Just typing this out makes me tear up. What I know helps on an individual level is self care, exercise, eating right, creative outlets, and connecting with other supportive people. Hugs (((Hugs)))
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Post by Delta Dawn on Jun 8, 2018 22:04:07 GMT
I have situational depression. My dad’s passing was brutal on me. There are days I simply don’t want to get out of bed, but I do, and I go to work (late) and pretend everything’s fine, but it isn’t. I don’t talk about it because I’ve heard enough to know that most everyone’s reply is “still? That was 18 months ago, you should be over it” My DDs deserve a present mom. I’m trying to be in for them, but I just don’t feel like it sometimes. I know it will get better. My counselor says I’m almost there. Some days are truly great, and I’m full of energy and even laugh and enjoy the everyday moments. And then, a song, a tv moment, a rainbow, the little things that remind me of dad send me back to the hole and I just keep fighting. Big hugs to everyone. 18 months is not a long time ago. I just want to give the middle finger to anyone who says that someone needs to get over grieving someone. It's a horrible thing to tell anyone! Why pretend it's fine when it isn't? You recognize it's situational. Accept that you're gonna feel down around that anniversary and be gentle with yourself. You don't have to tell others, but kids do understand. They'll know something is bothering you, so why not just tell them that you are a bit sad right now but you'll feel better in a little while? Life is so much easier when you understand why someone is not happy. This is the time of year when Mom remembers Grandpop and it makes her a little sad is a perfectly reasonable explanation that they can accept. I wish there was a magic number they could give us like "You'll probably grieve your sister's death for 1 year and 4 months and by then you should be through the worst of it". There is no magic number though. I do appreciate Elisabeth Kubler-Ross's DABDA on grieving, but some stages take forever and they don't go in order. My sister died at the end of this month a few years ago and I have never really recovered. I got grief therapy and it doesn't seem to have helped, does it?
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Post by leftturnonly on Jun 8, 2018 22:08:48 GMT
My sister died at the end of this month a few years ago and I have never really recovered. I got grief therapy and it doesn't seem to have helped, does it? I don't know if grief therapy helps or not. All I know is that grief doesn't own a calendar.
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Post by LavenderLayoutLady on Jun 8, 2018 22:23:38 GMT
Luckily, I have not had major issues with anxiety or depression or any other type of mental health but I have had to deal with it A couple of people in my life at different times in their lives have both had to be hospitalized due to suicidal thoughts, debilitating anxiety and/or hearing voices. Both of these people are VERY close to me and I was responsible for taking them to the ER and ensuring they got properly seen about, luckily in all the instances, the ER doctors admitted them to mental health facilities so they could get the care they needed and find the right medication to help them. They are both doing fine now (most of the time) I don't think people realize though how hard it is on the family or friends of loved ones that have to deal with this. I didn't know how to help them, I was terrified they were going to harm themselves, I hated seeing them suffer and I couldn't do anything to help. You know they can't help it but you just want to fix their problems. While they were in the hospital at various times, I took care of their pets, their homes, called their workplaces, handled their personal matters while they were away because they had no one else to do it for them. It was a strain on me and left me a nervous wreck with worry about them. I know they couldn't help it and I don't blame them at all and I didn't mind doing whatever I could do to help them get better but I just don't think others realize how hard it is mentally, emotionally, physically and even financially for the care-givers. It is so hard to see someone you care about in a state like that. When they are better (thank the Lord!), you still worry constantly that they won't stay better. So true!! And I know as a mother of a dd with depression, the coordination of care, the management of several doctors, a pharmacy, and insurance is like a full-time job. I've had insurance try to deny meds, therapy, in hospital stays. I've driven far to appointments. I've dealt with lost/missing paperwork. I've dealt with doctors who said she wasn't suicidal enough to get care. And every day is filled with worry. Will something set her off? Boyfriend break up? Celebrity suicide? Absentee father? I fight everyday to keep her mind healthy enough to keep her body alive. It is a high pressure job. ((((Hugs)))) to all that need them. Each one of you is important to me. We are all connected here. Even you peas who don't post.
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