Seeing doctors when you don't leave the flat?

@PeppiPatty,

I was not planning to leave, just not speak for fear of upsetting people, but it looks like a big misunderstanding, i misread what @Appleblossom wrote, i just felt like it was my fault, i do that a lot, i struggle to understand what people are thinking and meaning. i think it has just been too long from not speaking to anyone, i have lost my social skills.

lol, Arlo sound like he is a very loving dog, sometimes pets can be better than people, they don't abuse you, and are excited everytime you get home. and of course you are their whole world.

i think some days their are not many posts, i had the same problem yesterday, maybe a glitch in the system. working today though.

i can't believe how much @Mazarita has achived in such a short time, she is such an inspiration and srong woman. and the support from all of you guys has been amazing.

Take Care, speak to you soon

Jacques

@Appleblossom,

please don't change the way you write, i like it, just a misunderstanding.

it sounds like we all have tought times at some point every week, mine was yesterday, i slept most of the day, i felt so guilty for it, but i was just so down, my mood shifts so fast it is hard to keep up. i don't know why my mood shifted yesterday, it seems to for no reason, maybe chemicals in the brain or something.

it si good you curl up, whatever works to calm yourself, my only safe place seems to be in the shower. for some reason i feel safe in the bathroom, the only place i feel at peace. i don't know why just seems safe.

i agree about making the bed, i make mine about 3 times per day. only because i live in the lounge room, our house does not have enough rooms. so i can't hide my bed behind a door, lol. it makes things difficult when i am asleep if someone comes to the house!!!!

anyway please don't worry or change a thing. it is my fault not yours. i like you just the way you are.

Jacques

Hi all,

Thanks again for the support here, it really does seem to be helping maintain focus on taking some practical, step-by-step moves to look after myself better.

@Jacques and @Appleblossom: I'm so glad you have sorted out a misunderstanding. 🙂

@PeppiPatty: Everytime you mention Arlo I want to give him a pat. 🙂

Feeling much better so far today. Fasted from midnight for a blood test, got out to the clinic on the bus this morning. Also had a B12 shot (something I regularly need but have been neglecting). Good stretching of legs at either end of the bus route. Had a brief, slightly unpleasant encounter with a woman at the bus stop but was able to shrug it off and not turn it into a great demonstration in my mind of how hostile the world is. Bought some liquorice tea at the health shop. Home again and feeling glad I made the move out again.

Now I am off to meet my son's new psychiatrist. He wanted to meet me and I hope he works out well for my boy.

Being a parent is something I would never change, even though relationships are not smooth. It changes us and makes us tougher because we have to step up as they are so young and vulnerable.

Dear @Mazarita

Arlo is in huge trouble........he will Not stop barking if he is tied up outside a shop.

Spoiled.....

Yeah @Mazarita

Thanks for the lovely mention of Arlo....., it cool to read your catching buses and handling silly people ........why doesnt the world go round and they all just smile instead of being silly?

@MazaritaIt is interesting the way the conversations cross each other, We get to see different sides of people becasue we all bring out different aspects of each other, without even trying.

@PeppiPattyYeah give that dog a pat for me too but only when he is out of trouble.

Hi @Mazarita

you have to be so proud of yourself, getting out their, seeing the world, you are so strong, i could never take public transport, too fightened, i am so happy you were able to work through the nasty person and keep it in perspective, i know how hard it is, and you were strong enough to continue with your journey after that, i am so happy for you.

As for the liquorice tea, you can keep that for yourself, does not sound like a great combination, give me coffee anyday, lol

i hope little by little you manage more and more, until you are free. a big virtual hug from me

@Mazarita

I used to let silly little interpersonal clashes blow out of proportion in my mind too.It can be the straw that breaks our backs but I have now made it a discipline of mine to apologise but remove it from my mind and heart. I like the idea of an interior soul castle, which we need to nourish and protect.

I have just discovered Australian literature which explains a lot to me why so many aussies are so rude, agro and deeply unhappy whether or not they have any MI diagnosis. This has been a tough land to survive in for millenia. The recent prosperity for some is not equitably shared.

Eg My baby brother made far too much money for his and his family's good. His wife hates him and wants all the money. I would much prefer him alive and poor. He would agree with me now, but is still too stubborn to admit his forceful attitudes are problematic, and I have indulged a dying man and mediated and helped bring him and wife together for his kids sake. Maybe he wont die maybe there will be a miracle. We are at the fingers crossed stage.

@PeppiPatty

IIn a spirit of unconditional acceptance for my son decided the only rule in my new house, was that we had to deal with the "Battle of the Benches". Eg the cats could be shooed off and I preferred he did not sit on it: Bums and hygeine etc.

Thanks, @Jacques. I'm a big coffee drinker and not that into herbal teas but liquorice tea is surprisingly sweet and delicious!

Interesting thoughts about Australian history, @Appleblossom, I'd have to agree. I'm sorry for the pain you have written about here and elsewhere. The issues seem complex and I lack experience of counselling others but I really wish you and your family well.

Thank you @Mazarita It makes a difference to have these little cypber chats. As a single mum have been isolated for long time.

I really dont want a counsellor any more.

I have gained a lot from the long and short interactions on the site so far.

I like @PeppiPatty bad spelling and apologies for not being professional. She is caring and insightful and has obviously read lot of different things. We all have typos. The word she wanted to know before was incredulity.

I am totally over the professional thing, I got bits of paper floating all over the place.

When I applied to do my postgrad dip at a certain university which we will not name. The interviewer noted that my undergrad transcript missed a couple of years Ie I started uni at 23 not 18, and did it part time over 9 years, while working or having kids. She put me to the back of the class and I was only allowed to do the Cert IV in Counselling. I am so bloody compliant I accepted it, but the teacher did not really like me either, so a few times I went to the hairdressers in the same building instead of to class, but did the work and handed all my work in. I still run into the lady I did my interview techniques with at my local supermarket. i was upset as the teacher did like to play moral games and divide and conquer to get a laugh, which was a bit of an abuse of her position teaching COUNSELLING. I had come from a generally better regarded uni, which we also will not name, so i discovered academic politics. At end of counselling course a passing lecturer apologised and explained to me some of dramas within the department.

I was very isolated apart from piano students and not online at home at the time, I know I have applied counselling skills to my students and all I meet in daily life so it is not wasted. I never see things in black and white. Then I enrolled back at my old uni and did Creative Writing postgrad diploma part-time. I am probably OCD in following things through, but not a clean freak in domestics. Now I know lots of academics in the general community just beause of my interests. I feel some sense of security in my disability pension.They respect me for how I present. I am not too too weird. I dont have to get into funding or 'whose the smartest' competitions.

I just look after my son and me, now.

So much for "minimal encouragers".

One last thing; when kids were little and we were in counselling sessions my schizophrenic hubbie liked to play oneupmanship games with the lovely pediatrics psychiatrist who was trying to help him and us. The doctor had forgone a higher income in the private sector to work in free public facility. Bloody rivalrous blokes. Boys will be boys.

I just tell my stories and hope some part of them can inspire people when they think their chips are down. I have a big grief burden. Laying it on the table helps me feel less alone.