It’s only when I read these boards that I realise how lucky I am to have the support system I do. I’m the oldest of five, we all struggled with kids stuff but we are all closer for it.

I was with my last doctor for twenty years. She was very helpful with referrals to pdoc whenever I felt the need. Then I moved and new doctor arrange a referral for me last March when I felt the need. I have been seeing my new pdoc for about a year with a visit every two or three months. For me now it just feels like back up for when I need it.

But when I read some of the posts on this board and others I want to cry. Maybe people like myself, who are older and in recovery can find a way to get them to listen.

Without proper understanding it’s like trying to put a jigsaw puzzle together, and we have to search our mind for all the pieces.

We live in hope.