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Posted by vagen on December 12, 2002, at 14:23:37
They just don't get it at all.
No emot. support.
any ideas?
Posted by fuzzymind on December 13, 2002, at 1:53:53
In reply to helping to get family to understand BP2--help!, posted by vagen on December 12, 2002, at 14:23:37
> They just don't get it at all.
>
> No emot. support.
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> any ideas?My parents still won't admit I was suiciadl and extremely depressed in High School. I guess that suicide attempt and my telling them I wish I were dead didn't clue them in. I graduated from high school 15 years ago. 1997, I found out that my condiiton had a name to it, social anxiety disorder, avoidant personality disorder, and dependent personality disorder. BUt my parents don't beleive I have taht either. If only my parents had intervned when I was a teenager, my life would be different. SOrry your parents don't see things your wy..I have tried in vain to get them acknowledge my condition. I have been living alone without a job and frineds and every time I talk to them I threaten suicde, but they still think I am just a little shy and lazy. Sheesh. THe only way to convince them I am for real is to actually kill myself, which I had been planning for Easter. I am so scared and so lonely and so desperate. I am so addicted to avoidance.
Posted by vagen on December 13, 2002, at 6:14:18
In reply to Re: helping to get family to understand BP2--help!, posted by fuzzymind on December 13, 2002, at 1:53:53
I am 32. I have suffered from this since I was born. Of this I am sure.
I have three kids. AM married, work fulltime, blah blah blah.....
It just seems like they just don't care. So what mom is tired, so what I leave my crap everywhere. So what I didn't do my homework. SO what there are dishes. Mom can do it. I have finally figured out my triggers and am working so very hard to be healthy and I focus so much on maintaining a balance---but I can't do it alone and I need help. Both emot/physically. My husband can't understand why i can't ask for help. I told him, gee when I am thinkging about dying and the hardest thing I can do is brush my F******* teeth and get to work and maybe the kids will get their lunches---and you are off reading books and playing on the computer.....how can I possibly think to ask you for help?
We have been in counseling and the therapist finds a way to turn it on my and my illness.
I am on meds. I work out. I eat right. I try to get enough sleep. I have coping skills. I can communicate.
But, he just gets mad at me.
Like I really want to be this way. But, what really gets me is that why can't he come over to the other side and just once in a while understand I can't do it all.
I think my family is spoiled right now.
I think I have been too good to them from my feeling of guilt.
Maybe I need to go on vacation alone.I just need validation. I just need understanding.
Last night for the first time since we have been married, (3 yrs) I cried. I bawled. He just stood there and looked at me.That broke my heart.
Thanks for letting me rant.
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