[mindwrench]

I sometimes wish I had never sought help, or let my family find out I did. I sure hope it turns out to have been worth the alienation I feel from what little family I have left. I've given away so much personal information away to paid strangers. I feel like I've made some issues worse by expanding the ways in which I am vulnerable to attack, and subject to a corrupt medical industry. The more my family pieces together, the more they treat me like an illness and not a person, like I'm so sick that I don't know what is best for myself. If they ever find out everything I will have no family, as they would treat me like a person with a terminal disease.

Does anybody else ever regret anything about seeking treatment, the things you disclosed to mental health people, or any family finding out even vague information?

Definitely. I wish I had stayed silent. I just hope it will all be worth it in the end.

[Skeezyks]

Oh yes, absolutely. I've mentioned this in numerous posts, here on PC. The one time in my life I finally ended up cracking the door open just a bit, so to speak, it turned out no one was interested. I just ended up closing the door again... presumably for the first & last time. But every time I think about the experience, I just feel exposed & foolish. I wish I had just continued to keep it all to myself...

I wish I could unsay so much, every second of my life.

[TrailRunner14]

Ya know, I was actually thinking today about how in the world did this all happen. How did I one day "wake up" and say "I can't do this anymore!" I still can't really piece it together and sequence it. The was that incident. That comes to my mind and I see it so clearly.

It's been hard and heart wrenching. I've had to be strong and stand up when I never have before. I've lost some closeness with friends and some family.

But. My boys (my babies) who are 20 and 17 have seen the changes and they support me and, I believe, respect me. That gives me strength.

Would I go back and not do this? Absolutely not!! I'm not on the other side of this yet, but I'm not sorry for one minute.

I pray that encourages you. Don't look back. I know it's hard when people don't understand. I truly do. We are here.

[*Laurie*]

Nope. I've done what needed to be done, and said what needed to be said, with integrity and appropriate honesty.

Sometimes I feel similar to you. mostly I think I waited too long and let things get out of control before finally accepting the help I obviously need. If people don't need help, they shouldn't seek it and waste resources....but if they do they should get the help and their family and support system should treat them fairly and with encouragement. It's brave to seek help....nobody wants to admit their weakness or be seen as irreparably damaged and it's not fair for loved ones and friends to treat you as such. Sometimes I feel my family is ganging up on me but it's distorted thinking....they love me and just want to see me well. Sometimes they think the pills should make all my symptoms go away in a hour but it doesn't work that way. They only worry and want to see me succeed. They get frustrated and don't get it. I have it and don't get it so I cut them some slack as long as I'm not actively delusional. Just because I'm not 100% sane doesn't automatically mean I'm 100% wrong and some people have a hard time making the distinction. Hospital staff have treated me worse than my family but many of the staff members have meant well also. It's confusing for everyone.

I'm sorry you are struggling and hope your family and friends stop treating you like a sick person and more like the whole person you are. (((Hugs)))

[Fuzzybear]

Often...I wish I had stayed silent .......