I think this may be some of what I fear if I tell. I know that my therapist and pdoc are not going to make some big thing about it but somehow because I know other people who aren't trained in it (like say if my mom found out), they would freak and if someone freaked out about this I could not handle it. Or my childhood experiece where, well, let's just say I broke my ankle and kept running 5+ miles/day on it rather than say it hurt b/c I wasn't allowed to complain.
The most anyone is going to freak out if I tell my therapist is that he might tell my pdoc himself or have me call her to tell her before my next session (which doesn't make sense since this is from a few weeks ago) and my pdoc is going to do nothing but suggest we start a med we already have agreed I'll start about Jan. 1 providing I don't have a miraculous response to low dose lithium. And she won't make me do it any sooner because she understands why I want to wait and that I am handling things right now and if I can't then I'll tell her. So the most I'll get is a calm reaction telling me to tell the pdoc who will simply note it is one more reason to make the change we've pretty much known was inevitable for 3 months but which has been put off because I'm a little afraid of it.
In my mind it becomes "don't tell and nothing bad will happen" but realistically telling the people who need to know will not cause anything bad. I think there's also a degree of "sure Jen, what's one more thing" that neither of them is saying or thinking but which I hear because this year has been so dramatic and I have family drama going on with mood drama and adding more just seems more unreal. Except what is unreal is my life.....But I don't want it to be.
This is really confusing for me obviously. Hopefully I'll figure it out by the time I see my pdoc in 3 weeks b/c she'll need to know then to explain to the hospital dr why she is going with clozaril. It's just so hard.
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Originally Posted by CopperStar
I don't talk about it with anyone because I'm not sure what the point of it would be, like what are they supposed to do about it. Probably based on my childhood and adolescent experiences, I just expect anyone to have a negative and then dismissing reaction - OR to suddenly take on a very intense, melodramatic demeanor (that solves nothing) which severely agitates me. Talking about it basically comes with this big, heavy, uncomfortable feeling, like a "so what now" feeling, and I don't expect anyone to be able to do anything helpful, only invalidate me or stress me out even more. It's also touchy grounds for a potential big, stupid argument, because I have a very tough time dealing with medication, and the likely first, immediate response (if there is one) will be to take a judegmental, intense criticism towards me about how it's my fault. In the end it would just be a boatload of stress that might push me over the top, not even worth it.
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