Stigma of Mental Illness

[Sibyl]

Thank you for sharing your experience. I've had brief stays as assisted living homes after hospital stays due to suicide attempts. I know how helpful they can be.

I need to say that I'm happy my first experience with the Mental Health system wasn't until the late 80s or early 90s as the entire "industry" (from what I've head) was pretty barbaric in the 70s.

Be whoever you're comfortable being.

 

[Nakita Akita]

I think you all are Awsome..

You deal with your illness everyday. You have to be very strong to do that.
I think any chronic illness has to be exhausting.
My life is simple next to you guys'.
I only have to deal with the possible threat of my csncer coming back or csncer in general (but who doesn't, right)

 

[think]

well not exactly everyday ... some days just don't exist in my life.. I sorta sleep thru..

 

[Sibyl]

I don't know where else to post this, so here goes.

My two remaining cats have gone through a lot of trauma lately at the loss of our third, especially our oldest. I don't know how I'll help them understand that their other parent will not be coming home again. I'm more upset about how they'll react than how I will.

It's been coming for over a year, but a snap decision was made tonight, and I now find myself living alone with my two cats.

I think I'm in emotional shock at the moment.

 

[Refuge]

That is very sad but appreciate what you still have in each other, you and your two little mates. It took me a while to stop projecting human frailties onto creatures that, bless them, have the capacity to live in the moment. They DO miss each other but give them lots of love and security and enjoy your time together, knowing you are giving them a good life and they are giving you a spirit (two spirits) to love in the world.

 

[Sibyl]

Thank you.

In related news, also related to my mental health, going through an emotional rollercoaster right now.

I've been wanting my ex out of my house for months. While they've been supporting me with food and beverages and medicine, I've felt paralyzed while they were here as far as starting my new life and earning my own money.

There was an incident on Saturday night. They were placed under arrest for assaulting me (and had I physically been on their other side when I made for the door, I would be dead). Their court appearance was today. They've been released on their own recognizance, but there is a no-contact order in place. When they wish to collect their car and all of their stuff, they will need a police escort.

I didn't want it to come to this. I really have been hoping for the last year or so that we've been planning this separation and eventual divorce that we'd remain friends. I was hoping I'd be able to work on prop items for them (at my own pace and in my own time, this time) and, in fact, make them happy and make them proud of me. There is pretty much no chance of that happening now, and I'm a wreck.

The biggest thing they ever did for me is they taught me to love life. Taught me to WANT to be alive. I'm not suicidal right now. I'm sad. I'm disappointed in how this relationship turned out. I'm upset that I lost what I considered a friend.