[h7shadow]

I had my first manic episode in Nov. of last year that I had in 12 years. I went to a psycho therapist and tried several meds. I was on lamictal, seroquel, wellbutrin, ambilify, and others.
In jan. of this year I went into a major depression. I just didn't want to live anymore. I could not get out of bed. My mom came across the country to help care for my 3 kids. I couldn't even make a lunch, grocery shop, or cook. I felt no feelings at all when I looked at my children, it was like they weren't even mine. It was so awful I wouldn't wish it on my worst enemy.
Now I am manic again. I was taking prozac prescribed by my primary doctor. I quit going to the therapist cuz she wanted me to go the the hospital. I have been there and knew it would do no good. I would come home to the same stressors and life.
My husband has mentioned leaving and he can't live like this. He thinks I am on speed and out of my tree.
How do I keep my marriage together. To add to the problems, he has been laid off since march and I stay at home. This economy is so bad especially for us that have a mental illness.
Any words of wisdom or encouragement would be greatly appreciated.

Thanks and have a good day.
Helene

[Slick399]

Hi,

Words of wisdom are to keep seeing your doctor and a therapist and keep plugging along. If you have to force yourself to do things, then push as much as you can.

Sending hugs and sunshine your way,

Slick

[h7shadow]

Thanks for the kind words slick, I am going to the psychotherapist today at 11:45 am
Have a good day!
Helene

[RDRK]

I hope things go well for you today at the PT.

Remember things have got to get better. Remember that hubby needs to understand and stand behind you. "In sickness in health!" Sometimes they need to be reminded that we still need them and their support. It's tough on the family to deal with this. I especially notice it with my kids... they look at me like I'm an alien sometimes. Especially when I'm so cranky that all I can do is thrash at all I love.

By the way... I was at your stage at one time. So depressed that I couldn't function, feed the kids, or go to work. Which I lost my good paying job by the way. My mother would come and scream at me, "what is your problem?" She still doesn't understand my illness... and it's hard for most people to understand. After all... who could be on a high for a couple days and come crashing down to being depressed the next week.

Good luck and I will look forward to hearing how things go for you today!