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Originally Posted by A Little Lost
thanks for the article I will read it. But this is what frustrates me about mental issues. For any other disease you get support and caring for mental issues my experience is everyone leaves you which makes me angry so why, since I'm the one who has had unrelenting depression for over 2 years, am I once again the one whose supposed to heal everyone's wounded feelings. Thats part of my issue, that from childhood on no one has ever cared about me, I hoped by opening a dialogue and understanding that might change but not so - in fact it appears that my family has officially disintegrated at least where i'm concerned. I'm sure they will all get together and cluck their tongues at me though. I'm fed up, frankly, fed up with giving emotionally and geting nothing back. Now I'm angrier than ever which cements the disintegration of my family.
So I guess I'm supposed to apologize for my anger which is a symptom of my illness and I tried to explain but they were too busy to bother. No apology is owed me as usually, I am fed up to here with always being the feelings nursemaid.
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I know it is frustrating. My family also does not believe depression is something that exists or that I can even have. I think it is great you have tried to educate them and send them articles about your disposition. If they are not willing to learn, then it's on them yea?
You should NEVER have to apologize for your condition. It's not your fault.
Unfortunately, I think the symptoms of BPD do tend to confuse or alienate family and friends. That's the only reason I suggested apologizing for the outburst of anger.
It sounds like you've been trying really hard to make this work. How long has it been going on? growlycat makes a very good point. It's sad that it has to be like this, but sometimes the people who we need to understand us the most are not the right ones for that. If they cannot or do not have the patience to work things out with us and have meaningful conversations, then sometimes we have to look elsewhere.
I came to PC because I felt like I couldn't have those kinds of conversations with my family. They'd listen with one ear, and somehow warp it in their own brains, then say something that is
not intentionally hurtful...but it hurts none-the-less. I have decided to just accept that mental illness is something they can't really comprehend. And I don't blame them for it.
The key is to also not blame yourself for it either.
I'm sorry if I offended you in any way with my previous post. I've noticed there are lots of good folks on here who struggle with the same type of mis-understanding from their loved ones. *gentle hugs* I really hope you can find support whether it's through therapy, this forum, or a miracle breakthrough.
