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Lost Hope

Lost Hope

I feel terrible ... terrible because I'm reaching out for some help and I feel terrible because I haven't extended the same help to others of late.

My son, who suffers with ? major depressive disorder and social anxiety, has been through the entire mental health system and emerged without any positive gains. For those that don't know he is an adolescent and was in residential care for 8 months and was discharged approx. 6-8 weeks ago.

I now have my son back at home with me, in the same mental space he was in prior to his extended and so-called intensive treatement. To cut a very long story short ... it didn't work. I have a plethora of criticism I can level at our mental health care system as a result, but at the end of the day that doesn't help me or him. One day I will give you my critical analysis of our system, but that is a topic in it's own right.

My son is back at home 24/7. He refuses to go to school. He refuses to do anything much, other than live. He is holed up in his bedroom, rarely sees the light of day, is as uncommunicative as ever, chucks wobblies everytime I challenge him in any shape or form, has no motivation to change, appears to be content in his non-existant existance, and is the perfect example of the living dead.

I can't handle it anymore. I seriously am finding it so difficult to have him in my presence it's not funny. After dedicating so much time, money and energy into helping him, I have now come to the conclusion that all of it has been about as useful as pi$$ing into the wind. I no longer have hope and that is a dangerous thing. I no longer have hope that with patience and time he will move in a positive direction. Without that hope I have lost my tolerance, resilience and my strength. I am over it. I concede defeat. I can no longer invest myself emotionally, physically and financially into someone that gives NOTHING in return. I am sick to death of it, and can’t do it anymore and don’t even want to deal with him in any shape or form. I find his existance harmful, hurtful and mind-destroying. I hate it. I hate having to deal with every part of him and question my love for him. I can’t keep giving out and getting nothing in return.

I had hope when he entered into the CAMHS faclity. I had hope that with the right mental health treatment he would respond positively. WRONG. After leaving this facility, with very small improvements (many of which could be simply attributed to increased maturity via the passage of time), I have now come to the end of the road. There is nothing further I can offer him,

My realisation that the mental health system is inadequate and incapable of providing support in any shape or form in this situation merely galvanises my feelings and accelerates my despair and discontent.

I’m finding it so hard to be nice to him. Finding it hard to even serve his basic needs because of the ungratefulness that exists. The less I see of him, the less I do for him, the less I am aware of his existance, the better.

And yet in all of this, when I (Mum) loses it and speaks truth, I am the one who appears to be the mentally unstable and compromised indiviual at risk of judgement.

If I could only come to accept things perhaps this wouldn’t be as hard. Resistance is what makes this hard. Trying to achieve what seems to be the impossible, instead of accepting the inevitable. Trying to accept that my son is rotting in his room is hard.

I hope you get where I'm at. Done .. is the best description.

Love

Janna ❤️

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Thank you @Former-Member for your kind words and for also sharing your story.

I feel a little better now that I have been able to vent some of my frustrations with the mental health system and offload some of my feelings.

My son has improved a little over the past few days - perhaps he knew that I was at breaking point .. I don't know.

I've also had a little time out for myself just to get me out, about and focused on something else for a while. All things combined have helped and I'm thankfully not at the crisis point I was in a few nights ago.

I'm so sorry to hear about the ongoing problems you are having with your son and can't even begin to imagine how much concern you have for his well-being. I'm also sorry to hear that you also have experienced such poor and unprofessional service within the mental health system, but unfortunately this area of health is extremely under funded and subsequently under resourced.

My son does not have schizophrenia, but I also believe he is highly intelligent and have my own theories not too unlike yours.

Many thanks for your lovely reply. I hope and pray that your son is located soon.

Janna ❤️

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Dear Janna

Yes it is very disappointing to find that after all your best efforts your son is stuck in the same place and merely existing. As much as you would like him to have made some gains, the fact is that he hasn't... not really. Now all you can do is ACCEPT this. Accept that he is is his room. Accept that he is like the "living dead". Accept that he is not what you'd like him to be. This doesn't mean that you give up offering to get him out of his room but don't feel rejected or a failure if he rejects the offers. Accept that he is not ready to move past this point and that he may not be ready for a long long time.

If you had a child who was blind, you'd seek help from doctors. But if after consulting every specialist in existence the child still could not see, you'd just have to accept that he was blind. You couldn't be angry with the child for having this disability. You wouldn't love him less. You wouldn't blame yourself for his condition.

It may be helpful for you to think of BPD as a disability like impaired vision, something that just is and it is noone's fault.

Acceptance of your son as he is may lift the burden of feeling like you have to fix him, which is exhausting, disappointing and all consuming.

I wish you strength and peace in the knowledge that you have been the best mother he could possibly have had because you have done everything. All the best.

Erika

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Hi @ErikaJ .... welcome to the forums.

Love what you wrote for @Janna.

💜💐 @Former-Member .... thinking of you.

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Thank you @ErikaJ for your reply and welcome to the forum 😊

Although I do accept where my son is at, I have difficulty accepting the whole situation because he showed that he had the capacity and potential to improve whilst in residential care. Using your analogy regarding a blind child - if you consulted doctors and engaged in treatment that restored sight, but then the treatment was removed and the blindness returned - that's sort of where I am at with my son. If he had not shown such significant improvements in the first half of the program (before his main therapeutic alliance was removed) then I would more readily accept this situation. I think that's why I feel so frustrated - I know that he responds well to the right treatment, but I can't provide it and can no longer access services that can. So in the blind child analogy that would be like knowing your child can see with the right treatment, but you can't provide it and neither can you get it because of the constraints of the health care system.

Unfortunately I will have to accept that this is what it is right now and hope that someday, somehow my son will be able to access his own internal resources to help himself. I just wish there was more I could do right now.

Many thanks for your reply again

Janna ❤️

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Hi @Janna ... 💐

I can so relate for a different reason. I have a high-functioning daughter with an intellectual and physical disabilities. When she is met with low expectation by others, who approach her as though she were infantile, she responds at that level, and my protests are over-ridden when I try to discipline her into responding at her actual capacity level.

So frustrating. She treats it like a game, ignorant to the fact that it is damaging her opportunities to function at a higher level, with greater opportunities, within society ....

And I am so familiar with that sense of disempowerment .... one teacher asked why I (or they) ought to be bothered with her formal schooling stating "after all, what is her life likely to be ?" I was floored, then furious ... the woman could see that D2 (daughter2) could read, do maths, and write, and was refusing to engage with her. If she wasn't capable, I could understand, but she clearly was ...

Hearing you, feel for you ....

Hugs n hugs .... 💗💕

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Thanks @Faith-and-Hope. Your situation, although different, sounds similar and very relatable. It is beyond frustrating to be forced to accept no help or the wrong help, when the right help can and does work. Meanwhile, my son suffers and so do I.

Hugs to you

Janna ❤️

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Hi Janna

I hope that you found something to smile at today.

I am sorry that I hadn't understood that your son had made progress in the residential facility because in your "Lost Hope" entry, you wrote that your son "has been through the entire mental health system and emerged without any positive gains". Perhaps you wrote about his progress in a prior entry.

I don't know your full story, so I can see how my analogy about the blind child missed the mark. Now I understand that your son made positive gains with the right kind of treatment, which is no longer available and this is incredibly frustrating. As you say, there are many giant holes in our mental health system and I think we carers need to somehow be part of the solution. We know what the issues are and there are so many of us so surely our collective wisdom and voice could influence the powers that be. You hinted at writing about the inadequacies of the mental health system. When you feel up to it, I'd love to hear about it. I think many of our stories have a degree of similarity about them.

Stay strong.

Erika

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@Janna

I think it becomes a combination of things. Sometimes I speak up and stand my ground. Other times I let things go because I can't see that it will change anything in terms of the other person's attitude, and will just leave me feeling worse off ... Sometimes the other person is respectful, and very sweet, but wrong, and there is still no way through.

Mostly I take it back to my daughter .... just focus my attention on her and her boundaries, and try to find peer support for her. I don't know what I would do without her siblings cos they and their friends are the biggest support.

It's about the person rather than the illness or disability. If others get to know them and appreciate them for who they are and what they struggle with every day, it's the engagement of compassion that seems to help the most, trying to put yourself into someone else's shoes.

Walking with you ....

💗💕

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Hi @ErikaJ
No need to apologise for not understanding. Without the back story, and with the blanket statement I had made, you weren't to know.

My son responded very well for the first half of the residential program he was in. He attended school (in the facility), was doing well, his mood improved, as did everything ..... until the psychiatric registrar which had been assigned to him for "therapy", and with whom he had built a very strong therapeutic relationship with, left because her posting was over. He was devastated. Then there was an unacceptable gap of approximately 6+ weeks before the incoming registrar started and was in the position to engage with him. Meanwhile my son was without any professional support, other than from the nursing staff. The relationship with the new registrar never took off because they just didn't "click" and also because my son's mood had dropped and he was "over it". He never really recovered from this and felt like he had been abandoned. He gave up. What was proven though was that a combination of medication and intensive and ongoing therapy worked.

The truth is that my son did come out with some positive gains (which are hard for me to see when emotional :face_with_rolling_eyes:)- the main one being that he is more in touch with his emotions and more able to effectively communicate. He still does engage in some things such as a dinner out occasionally, a trip to the hairdresser, etc, as opposed to nothing prior to his admission. I'm not sure if that could be attributed to the program he was in, or is simply because he is now 1 year older and maturing.

I would be more than happy to share my ramble about the mental health system so stay tuned I'll do it soon.

Janna ❤️

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I just want you to know that I have been where you are. it is so difficult all the psychiatrists and psychologists can be hard to deal with and one even told me off the tablets weren't working so it was mine and my sons fault. The psych said "you go walking every day why can't you take your son" My reply was that is a very good Idea i just thought that in Australia it is illegal to taser your children, I'm sure you are familiar with the tantrum when a carer tries to add or change something. I would challenge them to live with my son for a week. They have no concept of the strain of living with a person with a mental illness. I had to finally realise that my son can't be helped and I have a finite time on this earth and i have started to think about me. I still drink too much to try and cope but I'm trying to put me first, carers have the right to quality of life, we save the government billions of dollars doing a thankless task, My son can't even get disability from centrelink he survives with regular cash top ups from me on new start. My husband and I realised that we just couldn't live with this kid any longer and i was in the fortunate position of receiving a large enough inheritance from my father to buy a unit which I rent to my son for the princely sum of 100 per week. It helps to cover some of my costs like rates and upkeep,, but i am really paying for peace in my own home. The ability to watch tv without random verbal abuse episodes. The luxury of sleeping through the night without a random tantrum. I wish you all the best and I think us carers are the most undervalued individuals on planet earth. We can't even get respite, it sucks so badly doing a thankless job with no respite and no real understanding of how totally worn out we get. I went with a girlfriend on holiday and left my husband in charge, that was a good break. other things I do is don't answer my phone in the middle of the night or other times I just wish to be alone. there is nothing that can't wait, anything important, people can leave a message. We just need to find ways to look after ourselves because no one else will.

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