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Old Nov 01, 2017, 11:26 AM
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My family is dysfunctional and when I need them they sometimes help if they want. My mother is bipolar but not diagnosed and does not take any medication. It was hell living with her although I love her. It took me years to realize she is ill too. I forgave her for her past mistreatment of me. My father is always working and is still working. My brother is emotionally disturbed. My family was only supportive when I was doing well. But, when I became homeless and hospitalized repeatedly, my father and brother wanted to disown me. My mother took me back home and for this I am grateful. Now I am alone again in a foreign country but am surviving. I depend mostly on myself although I see a doctor who gives me my medication once every three months. I have no support here. I am all alone. My family isolated themselves so my contact with other relatives has been cut off. I am truly alone but not lonely. I am fine by myself. I am used to being alone. Life is not bad. Of course, I wish I could have had a supportive typical family. But, I was not blessed with one. I don't have much anger about it. Life could be worse. I feel grateful for what I have- my medication, my physical health, my somewhat stable mind, a place to live, food to eat, etc. I don't have much but it is more than what I can ask for. Life is not bad for me now. I am happy now after years of having anguish and misery. I have no complaints. I am who I am. I accept myself now and am at peace.
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