CrazyJContributor
Let me off this ride already
I - that's how I seem to start every sentence. I feel this way, I feel that way . But what about everyone around me? I have a history of bp in my family. After years of being estranged from my family, and in a depressed state I emailed my father explaining what it's like to be me. The juggling of meds, the times that I have meds don't work. The suicidal idealogy. His response..
I know. I've been dealing with it for years. Meaning he has been on the other end of the sword . My first thought is to be offended. But then I realize the truth. We drag the whole bunch down the hole with us. Destroying everything in our path. True, none of them can wrap their head around what's wrong with my brain, but I have destroyed our relationships without worrying about what is going on in their brains. To them I'm just a crazy a-hole.
So what has my Illness done to everyone around me? As I want acceptance but don't accept anyone else because I feel like I am not accepted?
After I got diagnosed 2 years went by without my getting medication. 2 years of not talking to my family. As they say, if you tell someone to get lost and they do, you were doing them a favor.
So now after getting medicated at 45 - my family don't want to be around me anymore. That is how my illness affects everyone else. Because there aren't any pills to make them feel understand why I have acted the way I have. They just know I'm broken. Ive been sick as long as I can remember. What did I do to deserve this life sentence? What did they do that they have to be related to me?