Iīm in my 40īs, but didnīt receive any treatment until I was 35.
Mental illness runs on my mothers side of the family, but yet she was never that understanding. She mustīve saw it as a sign of weakness. I guess it skipped her, and went to the next generation...me.
I knew something was off kilter years ago. I made the mistake of opening up to her, telling her how I felt, and that I wanted to admit myself.
Her response was...ĻIf you tell them what you just told me they will lock you up foreverĻ. WTH? Ugh, I wasted my 20īs and half my 30īs away.
I finally got treatment after a breakdown, 11 years after her loving response.
Guess the point I am trying to make is donīt let the ĻHATERSĻ have control and influence in your life. If you feel something is askew, get help, and donīt let anyone shame you for it. Itīs not your fault, and it isnīt a weakness!
Sorry for ranting, I just needed to let off some steam. Thanks for the ear. Wishing everyone a good evening and positive vibes.
