Kebsfroggy,


I’m so sorry for your pain. You expressed it so eloquently.
I feel as you do, I sometimes can’t see how I can carry on much longer. How do we bear it?
Sometimes I want to scream. Rage against everything, but you end up just getting more and more depressed. Negative thoughts multiply and your mood become so tenebrific that you think you might just go mad.
Trying to explain to someone about the cyclic nature of treatment options is remarkably frustrating.
You get a pill. How much good is it doing? Would you be worse off without it?
You talk to a councillor. Do they understand? Have they ever felt as you do?
Hospital, frightening thought! Last thing you want is to loose your freedom!
You try to talk to friends or family. Standard response:- “Why are you so worried about that? Why worry about what might happen in the future?” Or my personal favourite “ There’s more important things to worry about?” ( thanks, I’ll worry about those too now!)
I don’t know what the solution is, but there must be one somewhere.
Maybe if people like yourself, who express their angst so succinctly, could be heard and really listened to in the appropriate medical circles, then things might change.
Maybe better public knowledge of the horror of mental health problems would also help. I can’t offer you any real solace save to say that you are obviously an intelligent, decent individual, and that counts for so much in this world.
I wish you all the best. Please keep fighting!