BythebootstrapsContributor
First Post Just Saying Hi
I was sitting in my bed (feeling sorry for myself and howling), after several days of not knowing what was going to happen between my 29 year old son and I.
My youngest has been challenged by Schizophrenia, Hep C and problems with his health due to obesity for about 8 years now.
It's a slippery slope. I don't live with my son, thankfully he's in a subsidised govvie flat (scary address though). He's been in and out of psychiatric hospitals, rehab, half-way houses, youth support accommodation, my place, his grandparents' place and even an afternoon in gaol.
I have had to send him home on a bus (with some help from my father), take an AVO out on him, call the police, mental health unit and ambulances.
Quite a different life to the one I imagined with a daughter-in-law, grandchildren, happy family holidays and loving phonecalls. Now I'd settle for an occasional "easy" phonecall and for him to have some quality of life.
I still don't really know how to navigate loving my son, but not liking his behaviour at times...one little bit. He blames me for his life and hates me some days and says I'm the best mother other days.
I feel like a failure as a parent. I am at present caring for my invalid mother while my father has radiotherapy for cancer and I feel like a washed-out dishrag.
Anyway...enough bitching! I must say, last night when I found this forum I was overwhelmed by your compassion for one another and your strength. I'm hoping that one day, I can be a help to another person struggling with a family member with difficult mental health issues, too.
Last night, I thought my son hated me, today, we're fine again! Weird!!
I'm glad that I found this forum. Hang tight and be kind to yourselves. 🙂