I wish

uploadfromtaptalk1425687361336.jpeg I wish my family could spend a day in my head. Maybe then they would understand. I do have one aunt who is bipolar and "gets it".

(((scatterbrained04))) I understand your wish for your family. I've begged my family to google my illness, (bipolar) but they just don't seem interested or motivated to do so. It would make it so much easier for them to live with me if they knew what was going on inside my head. It would make it easier for me. * SIGH* I get it!!!

My parents and sisters are just like "that's L"

My dad is bipolar so he gets it. Other than that, my family really doesn't get it though I think they try. I wish they could experience what I experience for one day so they would know not to say certain things to me or whatever...

I always tell others you would be exhausted mentally and physically if you spent a day in my head. That's my way of explaining it anymore because it's like a deer in headlights, I gave up so that's what I say. My sister has depression and my husband has ADHD so they atleast get a tiny part of it. My parents I've given up on, I basically hardly talk to them due to this issue. I totally get your frustrations though.

I too have an aunt who has bipolar disorder and she understands me completely. My parents have read a little bit and they try to understand, but I agree, it would be nice if they could spend an hour in my mind during mania and an hour in my mind during depression, just so they would know. Or maybe a day, although that could be dangerous.

I don't know that anyone in my family could withstand a day in my head. They would probably jump off a cliff, and how about they spend a day experiencing the side effects of our meds. We want them to get the grand experience, right?? I'm sorry, I know this is not helpful at all, but there are so many levels to what we are going through.....

I don't really talk to my family much about my bipolar. In fact, I got diagnosed 3 years ago and my sister didn't even know until I told her a few months ago.

I just downplay it. Usually when I don't look ok and questions get asked, I just say "I'm tired" or "I don't feel well". My mom is the only one I've really discussed any of it with.

They're generally very supportive people. So I am lucky. I just wish sometimes they could understand EXACTLY what it's like.

Support is great, but you have to admit, it's better when those trying to support you actually fully understand.

Try telling someone you "see static". Unless you've seen it, you just kind of go "huh, ok?"

My dad's way of understanding what I'm going through is that I'm "goofy". And my brother who is 4 years older than me didn't know until last year when I just casually mentioned it in conversation not knowing that he didn't know. I don't think he understands what it means. Neither of them have shown any direct support but they're supportive in their own ways. My brother said if I lose my housing and in his words "become a bum" I can come live with him and his wife because he makes 95,000$ a year at NASA. My mom and dad would always take me back in if they had too. But my mom is the real supportive one. She still doesn't quite get it though. I'm glad she at least tries.

I wrote earlier, and my parents don't get it and I really don't talk to them because of this issue. You know why I dont? They are family and they don't even have the decency to get on the Internet or open a book to atleast know the basics of this illness. That just pisses me off. You can't atleast give me that. I've been blamed for what I did as a teenager because I was diagnosed as having depression and they pumped me full of SSRIs which made me manic. That's why I call myself BlackSheep because I was blamed for everything that happened. Just open a damn book or something. I'm not looking for sympathy, just venting.