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Hoping someone here has up-to-date knowledge about the process in the US for getting an adult hospitalized for a mental health crisis if they aren't willing to go. Long story short, our former 'extra son' has had a few meltdowns recently. He's now living with family out of state. Earlier this week he drove to Chicago to help my daughter move. Apparently the drive stressed him out (not an easy place for a fairly novice driver), and he became more and more unglued. Daughter called me, I talked to my son (extra's BFF), who got in touch with two of their other friends, and ultimately his mom. She is very concerned about a series of behaviors and doesn't really know where to turn. He DOES have a psychiatrist and counselor, now (it was nearly impossible to make happen here).
My first guess is for his mom to contact his 'people' about her concerns, and to convince her son to give her legal access to that information and maybe a medical power of attorney, but I don't know if that will fly. He is 22.
I just don't know how the process works when someone is agitated but uncooperative.
I guess maybe my depression might be coming back.
I'm not sure as I didn't recognise it the first time. I have a kind of a fluttery weight behind my sternum like a dying bird, and I think that's it.
I have been a bit remiss with all my medication this week so my anti depressant has been missed, so maybe its just that. I don't feel that tearing desperation or anything like that. Just the dead bird.
I feel able to continue all my daily activities and stuff. This week I asked an unpalatable question of two friends and got answers I did not particularly enjoy, but in don't think that's enough to 'profoundly' rock me, so I think its more my medication.
Right .
I definitely took every thing tonight too.
When I started anti depressant it started to work very quickly, I felt different within a couple of days. Hopefully I can either fix this bird and leg it free or kill it or whatever, pretty quickly. I do not like it fluttering in there like mirrors are breaking around me. And still I smile though ?
Having a tough week with PTSD and dissociation stuff. Feeling a bit meh now. Not too down but not particularly up either. Blanket fort needed i think
When I moved here from Brazil I became depressed. I went from a large network of friends to nobody. There was also a language barrier for me here in the states as well that kept me from getting to know people. I believe isolation and not being around people can make one depressed.
On the same token, I believe isolation can lead to addictions. I saw a counselor on campus for an addiction I developed. I isolated myself in an apartment and did homework all day. A once a week porn interest turned into a almost daily habit. I still struggle with it, but when I'm around people or in study groups I don't think about it. The social interaction alleviated my need to look at the sites.
I believe mental illness is real and healthy connections with many people are a remedy for many of the problems. It is for me anyway. I hope everyone experiencing depression finds happiness soon. I know how dark it can get. And on top of addiction, I know how you can find yourself being and acting like someone you don't recognize just to feel excited again. I hope you all find peace.
Shealima, moving cultures is always a challenge. Its something I have done a lot of, and consequently feel I belong of nowhere really. I agree social interaction is a hugely valuable thing, and something often missing in modern society, particularly where we often are far from people who know us well and where there is not a 'village to raise a child' attitude and family are scarce. My closest nearest very close friend is hours away. Others are half a world away. One is moving to be just twenty or thirty miles away. Despite being a very 'open' person in many ways and loving to people I am cautious to befriend close to me geographically as I get older and have so e restrictions in physically getting out and about. This can be a great challenge emotionally, but life is what it is.
I certainly miss my more active social life in many ways .
I am glad you found help rapidly.
Thank you for hearing me yesterday dear people. I am very pleased I recognised this early and was brave enough to voice it, even if just here. . I hope its an important step to recognise it.
Today I really want to cancel my yoga, which is a highlight of my week, but I will not as I know that's not me really and that it will do me no good. Today is a 'no pain no gain' day I feel and that I need a little back bone to push through the morning.
I will, indeed be having a delicious bath though and some self nurture to bolster my spirits, with some orange oil.
I don't feel 'the bird' any more. This is good news. But, I have moved to feeling something is just wrong with me. ( I laugh at myself, you friends are encouraged to laugh with me ). Wondering if I need maybe sex therapy or why I cannot get connected with things properly, but i also would not WANT sex therapy, so no point wasting time wondering if it would help, lol. Feeling a lot of mixed emotions that I do not think are 'mental illness' or depression just normal to work through things, combined with other issues which relate probably to more deeper seated issues and get muddled up a bit.
I'm celebrating today, just because I'm noticing, as my niece would say. Noticing a lovely long stretch of calm, productive, happy days. Master and I haven't bickered in ages. I can credit our counseling for some of that, and likely both of us being good on our meds. We are Getting Things Done....many chores that have been long delayed and put us both in a funk, though I don't think either of us quite realized that the feeling was mutual. There's a pleasant companionship that had long been missing, even if we're sneezing our heads off from dusting. At least we are sneezing together. LOL
I'm treasuring the calm. It's not perfect, but so much better. I get the distinct feeling that Master is appreciating the quiet home front as well.
I have a bipolar friend. She consistently begs me to not let her stop taking her medication when she is in her low phases, and then stops, no matter what I do, in her manic phases. She stopped several weeks ago, and I see her cycling down, yet she blames it on everything other than the fact that she won't take her meds. Aaarrrgghhhh! I hate watching her shred herself against her disease over and over. I feel so helpless.