I am bipolar. I am on medication and try to do all the things that help me stay in check. My father-in-law is a very difficult man, and my husband is emotionally unavailable.
I wrote a discussion a while back about caregiving burnout and received many helpful messages.
That got me thinking about mental illness. There has to be many more caregivers with depression, bipolar,etc., than we realize. Is the topic taboo?
Any input or information would be helpful.
How do you cope with days that are real tough and you just want to hide? Or your love done had donne everything to get on your last nerve?
Thanks
One thing to do is to stay and confront it when people are fighting or just being ugly... To me that is just too hard and draining to stay. I just can't be there...
Another choice is to walk out the door. Dress well for the weather, put on headphones with music and go for a walk, a long beautiful walk, until you feel better. Endorphins kick in. Most of the time it works for me. I feel much, much better after a long walk.
Scientists say exercise is good for our brains. It supposedly helps us to make better decisions...
Could be that your parents will notice that you leave when they bicker. They might realize you stay around when they are nice. It's a long shot, but maybe they will modify their behavior if they want you to stay instead of leave.
Just a hopefully harmless thought...
"they" say there are some programs for uninsured people for medications. Maybe your doctor can set you up with a program?
My explanation of the cure is to start to love myself the same way that the Dalai Lama or Jesus would love me, faults and all. When I screw up, or when I'm disappointed, I know that I should comfort myself, rather than kicking myself. Being loving to myself makes me more loving to everyone in my life.
Try to love yourself.
If things don't change, I will take my name off the POAs and walk. If it's a choice between my Mom's health or mine, I'm going to choose me.
Basics look like this:
1. Stretch well, and breath deep a few times, before getting out of bed, then get out of bed and MAKE that bed--less apt to get back into it; breathing is often compromised when a person is feeling depressed, and circulation decreases--stretching and breathing help.
2. Get cleaned up, even a little bit, and get dressed--it does not matter if it is yesterday's clothes at that point, but that you have clothes you can leave the house in, if you discover you even want to stand on the porch staring at the world.
3. Drink a glass or 2 of fresh, cool water, and eat something nutritious--even a little bit. Maybe have a cup of tea. Something pleasant--make it kind of a personal ceremony that even a little, takes you mentally away from the troubles at hand.
4. Post little 'love notes" of encouragement on the bathroom mirror, and anywhere else so you see them several times a day.
Like: "Eat, pray, Love"; "I am so thankful to have all my needs met"; "I am so thankful for being generously paid for being me"; etc.
5. Seek and read books on self-help that feel right to you, free, from the public library. Go online and seek same. LOADS of these are FREE--highly recommended are so many, too many to list. Just avoid getting taken to the cleaners financially--you can find LOADS of these FREE. Even community colleges or organizations may have classes in therapeutic communication, living with mental illness, or caring for elders, that might help.
When people around you are looking to take-down whoever is in their path, using their own personal anger and old baggage, you COULD leave the room, go for a walk, etc.
I found that it was fairly useless to try using ANY of the very good "therapeutic communication skills" taught me in nursing school, with my Mom; she simply was beyond responding to them appropriately--she used ANY attempt to identify her behaviors to her, as an op for turning those back onto the speaker, no matter who it was....she simply denied she ever did anything out of line, and considered it her right to spew whatever, do whatever she could, to get her own unrealistic expectations met, no matter who it hurt or what damage it did.
SOME kinds of unbalanced persons simply cannot respond in a rational manner.
THAT is when you need to take a break, and somehow "get away", even if it amounts to 'hiding' from them while still in the house.
Sometimes it can be crazy-making while living with folks who cannot turn off the TV or turn down the volume....or who have very different standards for "living" than you do. FIND a corner you can have your own "self-ness" expressed.
Even a tiny island of peace and tranquility is a touchstone, lifeline, to keep yourself going.
It is also important to reassess circumstances to learn if it is really appropriate for you to be the one taking care of the folks, or, is the "risk or cost: benefit ratio more harmful than good? IF it is causing more harm than good to live there to help them out, to you or to them, it is too much.
At that point, one needs to start looking for other options--either for you, or them. THAT could look like anything, depending on circumstances.
There are loads of great responses in this list, I pray you get the good of them all!
Sue
But then she gets here or I go there and I AM SUPER DAUGHTER!!! My OCD is just fine and I am so good and sweet and caring and I do all the care for her with smiles and love and I actually feel good.
Then I get home. And I am SUPER OCD GIRL And I am a complete b* t* h to my husband and I ignore my daughter's needs . I then curl up and stay in bed for about a week and my poor poor husband just takes over and lets me sleep it off.
And this is on meds. Though, quite frankly probably not a high enough dosage.
I know my pattern. I know my down falls I just am not sure , yet, how to change them. I try to build up my chances of success by eating better before my time with my Mom and gettting my exercise but it is hard to do. Usually before my time with my Mom is when I start carb craving!!!
Anyway, that is my story. Thank you everyone for sharing theirs'.!! And thanks to dinagray for starting the thread.
((((hugs))))
Now for another.
Why does it seem that those of us with depression,Bipolar and many more mental issues, always seem to put ourselves in the postion of taking care of someone eles? are we trying to escape or own problems and hide behind someones else.
I so feel for you I am going thru a MAJOR bout of depression a the moment, and like you have no health insurance.
Waiting for the walls to close in,
Stay strong
. But with my Mom IDK. Sometimes I think I take care of my Mom ,though detrimental to my health , because I still crave her approval. I am still that little girl who wants her Mama's unconditional love.
Anyone ever heard of an empath? It is someone who is extraordinarily in tune with other peoples emotions. It doesn't necessarily mean they are really good or nice people just really effected by others' emotions. some can be very good and kind. I sometimes wonder if that is what is going on with some mental illnesses. There are even some studies that say autism is not , in fact, characterized by a lack of empathy but the reverse-too much empathy that leads to becoming disabled from it.
Campyone, I know. It is like -"just tell me I am pretty" . I am sorry you get depressed. I have had depression from my OCD and the meds I take and it is horrible. I tell my husband I never knew how bad depression is. It is not about being sad (though you can be) but more about being -flat. Like all of a sudden your favorite things don't mean a thing to you. And just showering takes so much effort. I hate OCD. Truly I hate it but depression , man, it was rough. Blessings to you. To all of you guys who suffer.
I have chronic depression and generalized anxiety disorder. I may also have PTSD stemming from a traumatic experience on the job that threw my life into a tailspin that cost me my home; living with the person for whom I'm caring is the alternative to homelessness at present. It doesn't help that I think my loved one has borderline personality disorder (can't tell her that: she'd get angry and defensive). I may have to be extracted from the living environment in the near future, not only for my own health and safety, but for the fact that my diminished capacity isn't good for my loved one either. Best thing is that I have connected with resources that may help us. And my city has several hospitals and dozens of psychiatrists.
Hugs to all of you.
Long story short, as a child I was on the receiving end of a lot of armchair psychology (with some incompetent professionals thrown in) that had me tagged as "hyper active," "hypersensitive," odd, weird, et cetera. I still don't fully understand what about me triggered these reactions and it could have been many things. My self-concept eroded to self-hate by my early 20's, to the point that I thought of suicide so the world wouldn't have to put up with me anymore (and I'd never receive any more abuse, nightmares, etc.) I also thought a diagnosis of mental illness (especially one requiring institutionalization) was a fate worse than death.
Education and enlightment changed my attitude and made me feel better about myself - a good thing because several years ago workplace stress interacted with my mental illnesses that I was starting to "lock up" like when your computer won't respond to keystrokes or mouse clicks. With my remaining faculties I got in to see a psychiatrist who got me on proper meds and helped me "reboot the system."
Of course, one must resist the temptation of saying, "I have xyz disorder so I can't [insert task one wants to avoid]. However, it is OK to say, "I can't..." and go about finding those who can help. That's what I'm scrambling to do now, bring in reinforcements.
Bless you all