Support :(

The TV was one of the maternal unit’s main sources of “support” / addiction / SHUTTING me OUT

Where do you find sources of support aside from family, pets, doctors, medication.

I don't. I just keep it to myself...

Yeah.. I guess there aren’t answers. Especially to the excruciatingly obvious questions that the “professionals” over here ask and their spectacularly simplistic (and wrong) “solutions”

Ever put sellotape over the mouth of a “professional” when it’s necessary to visit them for “medication”?

I’d definitely prefer a pill vending machine.

I have no interest in talking to them, any more than they have any interest in listening to me.. for one minute

I find support in myself. I am my own Crisis Nurse. I am my own Crisis Warrior.

We all may be different, and supportive things for one may not be for others, and sometimes One doesn't realize they may be causing hurt to others with their ways of supporting themselves.

(((FuzzyBear)))

I am still learning ...
do ok, then fall, i forget, i am uncertain at times, etc ...
my last t helped me with understanding that humans develop maladaptive and adaptive ways to cope.

For example when i was younger, hard street drugs were my way of coping, while maladaptive- it was a form of support myself.

Another, at some point I learned to walk away from certain people and as I've gotten older I've been able to do it better.. I still can trip on this,
but still one victory can mean so much .. adaptive way of supporting myself.

Distractions I feel help support me..
Meditation (had to try a few before I found one that I could listen to)
music, reading articles on "insert topic or issue or dx", drawing,..

Bob Ross, as silly as it may sound, is a form of support for me.

Sometimes when I feel there is no control I will play a game "what can I control " "doing the dishes" ... I may or may not do the.dishes, I may not feel great instantly after doing the dishes, but usually even if it's the next day; if I did the dishes I feel a bit better... if not I don't ((or try not)) to beat myself up.

I have a friend that they run, running -actually I have a few friends that do that ((me I will walk for sure some times)).

Sorry for babbling, just some things that have helped support me.

And I agree, this all may be no help to some, i have had people tell me trial and error... and got upset because I felt hopeless.. but idk why or what, but I am finding some things.. or so I believe at times.

I read and have been suggested to create a safety box.. a box with items to assist with grounding for support One in a time of need..

I dont have a safety box as I don't think that's practical for me -- plus what.to put in it??

However, more often than not- in my bag I have various things-- even a spinner some times, a black light key chain, I have carried a small doll in it too ((and played with it by myself)).. also at times have put small pieces of my art in my bag and looked at it while away from home to feel a bit better.
I've done that a few times when depressed and going to work... idk why but I have taken a piece off my wall and put it in my backpack and taken it out after getting to work... yeah I have gotten some strange looks, but by that time I usually dgaf .. but also some ask "what is that, that's neat"

Apart from the meds I take daily, when I'm struggling/triggered, I have to distract myself away from what's in my mind until my emotions slowly [and I do mean slowly] return to a more manageable/realistic zone. Solitude, the internet, and working on my music projects are the only things that help me in that area, but it's all very hit and miss.

PC, I find is a good means of support too, Fuzzy.

My ONLY source of support now are my friends & we support each other. Some have family support too, others like me have no family other than my daughter 1100 miles away. I have found this small community & also the wonderful church friends I have have actually become more of a family than the family I had. I have acquaintances from all over here & just like when they have a need we all come together & support. This was always what I IMAGINED life SHOULD BE like.....I never imagined it could actually be like what I imagined & even better. That is why this is the first place I have lived in 65 years I truly call home.

I have several close friends & lots from all the different activities I am involved in & we all have a connection bond beyond the activities.

I loved my mom & was there for her since I was her only family at the end but there was a sigh of relief when the stress she created all my life was gone.

Now that therapy was so successful, I went about a year without seeing my T but when the divorce started getting complicated I just needed her to talk things through without burdening my friends with details & what I was really feeling. She is an awesome support & & helps keep a reminder on all the skills I learned in therapy.

Mostly PC, and I try to find some distractions... as for the rest, I usually keep everything to myself. Sorry you're feeling so down

((((((((( hugs to all ))))))))

to you fuzzy. I wish I could transport your little bear self over to where I am so you could have a good support system & just learn what it is like to be around awesome people.....battles still occur but having support helps.

Like when a had a battle with the pain specialist I ended up with (not the founder of the practice I started with).....I was able to discuss the situation with my friend who is now my retired pharmacist about going off the pain med & also talk with my friend who is my PA (Physicians Assistant) about getting a prescription for the treatment med (not the pain med)....& my pharmacist friend researched CBD oil for me. I felt at peace with my decision never to go back to that pain specialist & I was able to discuss the conversation that took place at my last appointment with them to make sure my interpretation was accurate. Other friends prayed over the decisions I was making. My T initially was trying to help me lay out thevdiscussion for that appointment that turned out being my last. I feel confident because now I am not making decisions in a vacume or with someone who had no idea about anything just lame opinions not based on any knowledge (my EX-H or my Mom when she was alive)

It is so important to have good support & it does make a huge difference in the peace we feel ....I never realized just how important it is until I left & moved here all alone. I felt more alone where I lived than I do now & I am actually living alone now.