Who remembers hiding under the blankets with a flashlight to keep reading a book after lights out? I certainly do. When my grandkiddos visit, I see a faint glow of an e-reader after bedtime has been declared, the 21st century version of flashlight and blanket. We bibliophiles are known for Read More ….
One of the hardest steps for a family is accepting that a loved one has a mental illness. The next hardest is accepting that you are also a “victim” of the illness. I don’t like using the word “victim;” it is such an overused word. Mental illness, like so many Read More ….
One of my first questions when our son was returning home after a suicide attempt was, “How do we ‘watch’’ him?” I didn’t get the answer I wanted: “You don’t.”
I was prepared to have a 24-hour watch, and do it all myself if I had to. That was neither possible nor practical. In the emotion of the moment, I wasn’t thinking; I was reacting. I didn’t, couldn’t, think about myself. Read More ….
The day my son called and told me about his attempted suicide, followed by telling me that he had been diagnosed with a mental illness, I tried to maintain a “sunny attitude.” Part of the charade was so he wouldn’t get angry and hang up. And, part was due to not knowing what else to do. It was three days before I cried. Read More ….
Holidays are hard. Crowded schedules, family expectations, self expectations, and physical and emotional drain. For our loved ones who suffer with brain disorders that cause emotional distress, all the stress of the holidays is even worse. While we are planning joyous celebrations, our ill family member may be just trying Read More ….