Mental Illness

I agree re: Felix.

Sorry you go through those rough times but so glad you have a therapy that helps with the PTSD and know how to take care of yourself.

:rose:

Felix, I'm not sure who you think you're going to sway, because all of CutieMouse's points were pretty on target. Weird jarring reply on a thread that's been nothing but supportive and caring thus far. Not really sure why you're here.

As for me, I've been diagnosed with PTSD and treated with EMDR (Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing). It's a draining process, as your brain has to reprocess the event that caused the PTSD, but I found it effective. For me, it's kind of a maintenance thing - I have to have the treatment every six months or so if I want my brain to remain "fixed" - otherwise it slips back to its old habits.

I've recently had a few really depressed days, where my brain feels heavy, soggy and slumped - it's like trying to walk around with very heavy galoshes on. I can still do everything that needs to be done, but man, is it hard. Luckily these days seem to be far between, at least for now, but if they start to multiply and get more frequent, medication might have to be looked at as a possible solution. And I know it's all chemical - it's so odd, because I can almost feel the chemicals moving around up there in my brain pan, and when I'm like that, it's like, there's me, and then there's the depression, and it's a totally separate part of me that has nothing to do with my actual self. And I just have to hunker down and be extra kind to myself and wait for the sogginess to kind of slurp itself away.
 
*Sigh* Meds.

I do not have them.

Not voluntarily, mind you. I'm just too broke to buy them, too ashamed to ask my parents to help me again for the 900th time.

I have been rationing. It seems to help a little. Or at least, it's better than just going from full doses to nothing when the bottle runs out. I'm down to one antidepressant--and I haven't had one since...Sunday?--and maybe ten mood stabilizers (which I am supposed to take twice a day).

Needless to say, I'm not in the greatest of shape at the moment. >.>

*Sigh*

This, too, shall pass. Right?
 
I'm so sorry you are going through this rough time. To be honest with you, if you were my little girl and needed help to afford your meds but did not tell me I'd be pissed and hurt. Sometimes you should ask for the help you need. *HUGS*

:rose:

*Sigh* Meds.

I do not have them.

Not voluntarily, mind you. I'm just too broke to buy them, too ashamed to ask my parents to help me again for the 900th time.

I have been rationing. It seems to help a little. Or at least, it's better than just going from full doses to nothing when the bottle runs out. I'm down to one antidepressant--and I haven't had one since...Sunday?--and maybe ten mood stabilizers (which I am supposed to take twice a day).

Needless to say, I'm not in the greatest of shape at the moment. >.>

*Sigh*

This, too, shall pass. Right?
 
Felix, I'm not sure who you think you're going to sway, because all of CutieMouse's points were pretty on target. Weird jarring reply on a thread that's been nothing but supportive and caring thus far. Not really sure why you're here.

As for me, I've been diagnosed with PTSD and treated with EMDR (Eye Movement Desensitization and Reprocessing). It's a draining process, as your brain has to reprocess the event that caused the PTSD, but I found it effective. For me, it's kind of a maintenance thing - I have to have the treatment every six months or so if I want my brain to remain "fixed" - otherwise it slips back to its old habits.

I've recently had a few really depressed days, where my brain feels heavy, soggy and slumped - it's like trying to walk around with very heavy galoshes on. I can still do everything that needs to be done, but man, is it hard. Luckily these days seem to be far between, at least for now, but if they start to multiply and get more frequent, medication might have to be looked at as a possible solution. And I know it's all chemical - it's so odd, because I can almost feel the chemicals moving around up there in my brain pan, and when I'm like that, it's like, there's me, and then there's the depression, and it's a totally separate part of me that has nothing to do with my actual self. And I just have to hunker down and be extra kind to myself and wait for the sogginess to kind of slurp itself away.

As more and more people are diagnosed with PTSD, the value of that diagnosis diminishes.

And what in the fuck does 'supportive' mean? Cheerleading your self-diagnosis? You know, being a doctor is not like being a lawyer. You need to be licensed and trained, evaluated by your peers and experienced whereas anybody can represent themselves in a court. I'm not here to sway anyone, I'm just commenting on a forum. And as far as I can tell those comments have equal or greater value to anyone else's here. It appears to me that the language of therapy and the DSM has infected all parts of our everyday speech, I guess my point is that everybody's an armchair psychiatrist, an amateur pharmacist based on nothing other than getting 'support' from the various echo chanbers on the internet.
 
As more and more people are diagnosed with PTSD, the value of that diagnosis diminishes.

And what in the fuck does 'supportive' mean? Cheerleading your self-diagnosis? You know, being a doctor is not like being a lawyer. You need to be licensed and trained, evaluated by your peers and experienced whereas anybody can represent themselves in a court. I'm not here to sway anyone, I'm just commenting on a forum. And as far as I can tell those comments have equal or greater value to anyone else's here. It appears to me that the language of therapy and the DSM has infected all parts of our everyday speech, I guess my point is that everybody's an armchair psychiatrist, an amateur pharmacist based on nothing other than getting 'support' from the various echo chanbers on the internet.

I am feeling a lot of unsupportive energy here. But it's an unsupportiveness that I fully understand.

I just want you to know that you can open up to me and talk about that unsupportiveness.
 
Diagnosis with a label is meant to provide support, define common (and maybe some less common)treatment paths, and to help to connect to community to cope and heal. I am not sure I understand how "me too!" diminishes anything. It seems to me that with the challenges of access to health care and strained financial situations these days many are not opting to self diagnose out of a disregard for the medical community, but instead making due with healing them selves as best they can when they do not have ready access to the medical community.
 
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Open up? What am I, a tin of baked beans?

No, that's absurd, and I think you know that.

Baked beans, rather than being truly "baked," are in most cases actually stewed in sugar and molasses or maple syrup.

You are more of a steel-hard soybean, deeply in need of a full 12-hour soak in the "softening waters" of my supportiveness saucepan.
 
Wait...everyone here is self-diagnosed? Did I miss that memo?
 
Wait...everyone here is self-diagnosed? Did I miss that memo?

We're sorry. This thread is temporarily out of service, pending addition of a trained mental health professional as moderator.

Please join us again at that time, for all of your erotica mental health forum needs.
 
My girl got better very quickly and significantly. Once again I have some hope that she will become more functional in the world and forge her own way.

My mother OTOH, wrote a very nasty letter about her grand daugther and how she wants to straighten her out. Given that they share some mental health issues you'd think she would have some understanding and compassion rather than anger and competitiveness.

In the end I think she is angry that my attention tends to be with my children and husband rather than with her. She would have more of it if she could only allow us to have anything healthy and not destructive. I want to help her so badly. And I really miss having a mother, much less the mother I once thought her to be.
 
My girl cried at the ob-gyn exam, another sign that she may have been violated while drugged. I only wish I had figured this out sooner and gone to the police.
 
And now my "adult" girl with a history of crisis and failure to keep herself healthy or safe is going to her first munch.

:eek:
 
My girl cried at the ob-gyn exam, another sign that she may have been violated while drugged. I only wish I had figured this out sooner and gone to the police.

:rose: for both of you

And now my "adult" girl with a history of crisis and failure to keep herself healthy or safe is going to her first munch.

:eek:

At least she is talking to you about it, right? Which side of the slash does she lean? Or is she just going bcause she is curious or kinky?
 
She thinks she is more dominant. What worries me is that she hasn't been able to keep herself safe or healthy in the past. She keeps picking out very fringe groups and hasn't got good boundaries. Plus she is very exhibitionist, into poly and "orgies" according to her profile. SCARY.

Yes, she talks to me. She has no fear, no shame - ever. The positive side is things rarely flatten her that would others but I'm sick of rescuing her from crisis.

As Danny Glover said while playing Rodger Murtaugh in Letal Weapon, "I'm getting too old for this shit!" Or maybe I was always too old for this shit! I hate shit like this!

If she could only just consistently take care of herself . . .

I wish someone could tell me if she is even capable of that or ever will be.

:rose: for both of you



At least she is talking to you about it, right? Which side of the slash does she lean? Or is she just going bcause she is curious or kinky?
 
I'm going to the doctor in the morning.

I don't think I've ever been so happy for such a small thing in my whole life.

I've been off my meds for the better part of a month now. I hate/am angry at everything, have no motivation, and would really, really, really just like to watch the world burn.

It'll be better tomorrow, after I leave the doctor's office and the pharmacy. You better believe I will be ripping the bottle open in the pharmacy parking lot. It'll take a few days to get the full effects, but just one pill will be enough to clear most of the dark cloud above my head, I know.

Don't go off your meds if you can help it, kids!
 
I'm going to the doctor in the morning.

I don't think I've ever been so happy for such a small thing in my whole life.

I've been off my meds for the better part of a month now. I hate/am angry at everything, have no motivation, and would really, really, really just like to watch the world burn.

It'll be better tomorrow, after I leave the doctor's office and the pharmacy. You better believe I will be ripping the bottle open in the pharmacy parking lot. It'll take a few days to get the full effects, but just one pill will be enough to clear most of the dark cloud above my head, I know.

Don't go off your meds if you can help it, kids!


Good to hear!

:rose:
 
Honestly, as somebody who is no stranger to mental illness myself (I have ASD, which isn't really a mental illness so much as a sensory/neurological condition with behavioral side effects), I find that a cast of NT characters makes for a boring story universe. The population of this planet is NOT a majority of NT people, so why should stories be?
 
True!

:rose:

Honestly, as somebody who is no stranger to mental illness myself (I have ASD, which isn't really a mental illness so much as a sensory/neurological condition with behavioral side effects), I find that a cast of NT characters makes for a boring story universe. The population of this planet is NOT a majority of NT people, so why should stories be?
 
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