Most thing I could say have lost all meaning

[yacoba]

To say I'm exhausted is an understatement.

Lately I've been thinking a lot about up and stopping all medications that I'm taking, other than frustration I don't see that their doing anything for me.

*sigh*

I realize this would ultimately be a bad idea [really makes it no less tempting at this pointI mentioned a little while back that I was on a

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[jackfan2]

My husband and I are in the early phases to discover the root of his recent manic phases. He suffered a stroke 2 years ago, seizures last year, has lost his job, our house, and we're living with one of my sisters until we can get back on our feet.

The manic phases worsened as each personal setback brought us to this point, then came to a header last month. Add to that his alcohol addiction, it's been a tough row to hoe, but we're trying.

Having suspected privately that he might be bipolar and not saying anything to him about it - because I didn't want it to be a self-fulfilling prophecy, and really, the man doesn't need more reason to freak out - I began quietly researching bipolar disorder and the drugs used to treat it. From there I recognized one of your meds. Recently, we met with our new doctor at a low income clinic, luckily the docs there are fantastic. She patiently listened to Kelly's problems and that's when she voiced her suspicions. That's when the words were brought to light.

I say that to say this; talk to your doctor before you do anything. We are seeing psychologist to help us through learning how to deal with this in our relationship and our family, and I'm sure you know it's not been easy and I don't suspect it ever will be but it's sure not his fault. I just need to help him get help.

I pray that's what you will do. I pray that you have someone with whom you can talk and turn to in those moments where you feel your back is against the wall. A professional that will help you sort through the maze. Our church put us with a great psychologist and while we are only through the second session, and the next doctor appointment is at the end of May, at least the steps are being taken.

God bless you and again, I prey you've got someone there. If not, find someone. Your story touches me deeply and there is help.

If I've overstepped here, I'm sorry. Know my intent is only to care and try to say.. something to help. I'm on the outside looking in, and I can only imagine what you and my husband are going through from the inside looking out.

[yacoba]

*hugs*

I'm so sorry to hear about you and your family's struggles, know that you're in my prayers and I really hope things begin to improve!

I've been very lucky to have such a supportive family around me, my mum's always been someone I could talk to, but after around 5 years of this [not honestly sure how long...time seems to blend] we've really run out of things to say, which has caused a fair bit of stress for both of us I think.

Recently I've turned to an aunt who being more separated from my day to day depression has been wonderful to speak with. I haven't ever actually tried professional counselling, beyond speaking with my doctor a psychiatrist who has been handling my medications since 07. I find trying to speak with her often feels like I'm smacking my head against a brick wall.

I struggle with a very real communication barrier because of aspergers, so trying to comprehend what she's asking me and what she needs to know generally causes more frustration than anything else. This is the big reason I've balked at the idea of seeking out a psychologist.

I know it must seem foolish to avoid doing everything in my power to try and get better. And I'm not saying I flat out won't try speaking with someone, I guess I just don't think I'm at that point yet. There's also the problem of finding someone [excuses, excuses, right? ^_~] I believe years back I spoke with a counselor or something a couple of times before I was put in contact with Dr Dancel. The experience was far from reassuring as to what good I'd gain from such meetings.

I was told quite simply that I was suffering from depression due to a lack of social life....Which is really so far off the mark as to be laughable, but does seem to be a common thought among a lot of people, who believe my lack of social nature is a problem they need to fix....but that's a different frustration altogether.

I wonder now if the guy really just didn't know what he was talking about or if the aspergers got in the way and our conversations truly made him believe that *sigh*

Thank you [is that wrong to say for this?] for your thoughts and for sharing your story with me. It means a lot to me. *hugs*