@Determined @Shaz51 @Former-Member @Faith-and-Hope ...
Have just gotten off the phone from taking the plunge and ringing our official state carer support site.
We were registered with a carer support agency years ago, while Older Daughter was still living at home. When she moved out, and I lost my official "carer" status, we dropped off their list. And there's been all sorts of changes in the interim, a few one off carer support related visitors and stuff, but because she's officially self managing, we've been "off the radar". And we haven't had the energy to go chasing for support.
So, the lady on the phone was honestly very nice and supportive and empathetic, and she's passed on my details to the local carer support provider, but I'm feeling kinda yuk now. Simple questions like what's our daughter's diagnosis were impossible to answer, because she scatters all over the DSM, with "characteristics" from several different diagnoses. (And her long-time-ago diagnosis of DID actually looks fairly unlikely by now, so this thread's title is a bit misleading...) But she needed to tick some kind of "diagnosis" box before passing on my details.
And then the question of what kind of help was I wanting. Ummmm ????? We've spent so long either winging it alone or getting our own supports into place (psychologist... SANE forums... understanding friends...), and also the thing that we've been the ones giving help. So I couldn't find an answer for that question either.
Sometimes the support we've needed has been advice in really critical, life threatening circumstances. Sometimes it's been needing someone in the middle of the night who might be able to step in when Older Daughter's been refused admission into the psych unit, but she's in a really bad state of mind. Sometimes it's just been the simple thing of how do we get a few days break when, despite being physically hundreds of k's away, we're as close as a phonecall in a crisis... and bang goes the respite. Sometimes it's been the problem of not being able to be in two places at once when my parents have needed us there, or when a crisis has blown up while we're up at their end. Often it's been the difficulty of trying to get breathing space for our Younger Daughter so she's got some vague possibility of passing into the next year level in school. Couldn't think of any of that while I was on the phone though.
Hate running into those mental brick walls, brain just closes down and doesn't want to play. 