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Post by Michaela on Aug 15, 2013 16:27:37 GMT
That's a shame Beth, it's like Paul said, when we say we are depressed or anxious or have OCD, people think we're like being dramatic or something, because everyone says it when it's not actually true and they assume we mean it like that, forgetting that is is an actual serious illness. Another one that sometimes annoys me is when people throw around references to suicide, because they've had a bad day or they're bored, because that might stop someone who is actually serious from being taken seriously :/
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Post by BethH on Aug 15, 2013 16:29:33 GMT
Yep, that's exactly what I think!
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Post by Paul on Aug 15, 2013 16:46:47 GMT
Totally.
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Post by martinlom on Aug 16, 2013 19:16:58 GMT
For me it's joint between family and certain health professionals. Health Professionals have spoken to me like it's all a choice that I make to be like this and make it seem like I'm nothing more than a waste of time. Although there have been amazing heath professionals that I've met.
My family I took the hardest though as it's family in the end. I've lost count of how many times they've turned round to me and said things like "I wouldn't trust my kids with some one with mental health problems" or threatened to call the Police because of my mental health despite never so much as hurting a fly and then having my Mum threaten to harm herself "to teach me a lesson". I've never been able to forgive them to be honest.
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Post by Katrine on Aug 16, 2013 21:54:53 GMT
This was hard to choose, since there has been some grim ones. My friends from school didn't say much, well, they didn't say anything actually. And worst of all, some of them started ignoring me and feeling that I was annoying 'cause I was just sitting in a corner (at school) looking like a ghost, no fun anymore. They never once asked me if there was anything they could do, they just sort of let me go. Real classy ;-)
My parents didn't really take it so seriously, well, not my mom anyway. She just said "take your medicine and it'll pass".
But I think the most hurtful thing I've heard was from my twin brother not so long ago. I don't remember what brought this on, but I think we were having a fight. He said to me: "I don't believe you ever had a depression." And I could tell that he meant it, it wasn't just said in anger. I don't know why, but to me that was so hurtful, just thinking about it now it feels like my heart is breaking. Maybe it's because I've been through so much pain and to have someone say that it doesn't exist, that it wasn't all real... I just felt numb. Normally, I'm a quick responder, but I just remember staring at him in disbelief and feeling a lump in my throat. Trying not to cry. That's the worst one.
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Post by Michaela on Aug 21, 2013 19:38:30 GMT
It's the worst when people say things like your twin brother did Katrine, because most of the rest of it we can put down to ignorance, but there are no words to explain the horror of it if someone just doesn't believe you, nothing to argue back to. No way to convince them unless they ever got a taste of it themselves. Doesn't make it any less real just because it's invisible though.
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Post by sophiehp on Aug 26, 2013 17:17:09 GMT
I found my dad to be really supportive, he researched my disorder and went to a carers support group and told me all these cute sayings. I remember one specifically about a donkey and a carrot idk? He's been there through it and came to visit me in hospital and brought me roses which was lovely. However now he says if I end up in hospital again it's my own fault and that he won't visit me. He says that suicide is selfish and that self harm is attention seeking. My mum is starting to understand but still won't read information i've given her and says she has no time. My mum still thinks i'm lazy, dramatic, attention seeking and that my impulsivity and disorder is part of me being a saggitarius as she has similar traits to me eg. money. My friends are a whole different story, i've lost a lot of friends and boyfriends from my mental health but also realised who my true friends are.
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Post by ellief on Aug 30, 2013 13:46:09 GMT
My dad told me I was lying and had to get out of his house.
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Post by Rebecca92 on Sept 26, 2013 5:09:41 GMT
The worst I have has came from one particular psychiatrist after my transfer of care from university back to home.
When I said about my eating disorder he asked "did you used to be fat?" when I used to be a healthy weight. He also said that I wasn't "anorexic enough" to require any treatment, aka, I wasn't thin enough. In the same appointment, when I plucked up the courage to admit I was seeing things no one else was he said "are you sure your not daydreaming?"
This is by far the worst response I have ever had and it was by someone considered to be a professional. I'm thinking I might raise an official complaint about him.
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Post by Michaela on Sept 27, 2013 17:59:26 GMT
Rebecca92 you definitely should. It shocks me to think that things like this still go on with so-called "professionals" in this day and age
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Post by laurahb on Oct 6, 2013 17:38:44 GMT
I've chosen parents/careers, although it's closely followed by health care professionals. My mum refuses to acknowledge that there's a problem and has now decided that I'm fine again. Makes me sad because that aside we are very close. Previous GP told me that I'm not going to go anywhere in life and may as well drop out of university. Who's in their final year now?
My friends have been amazing, from simple things like texting me to remind me they love me, to sitting in hospital with me for hours.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 6, 2013 19:03:09 GMT
I think my gp - who told me I was wasting their time and the mental health crisis helpline who told me to call back in three days when there was more staff!
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Post by laura on Nov 5, 2013 15:00:43 GMT
Hi all. I kept everything locked inside for so long because I was scared of how work and family would react to just how bad I was. I would lie and ignore people rather than tell them how I was feeling. It all came to a head recently and I literally gave up. Work were so supportive and made sure I am on full pay. They urged me to use our private health care and reassured me that thins have moved on in my company in terms of stigma etc. this gave me so much space. My family have been wonderful too. My friends try but I rarely hear from anyone now. I think they are expecting an overnight cure. I am beginning to realise this is part of who I am and it may always be.
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Post by Michaela on Nov 5, 2013 15:26:52 GMT
I did the same for a long time Laura, it got much better for me though when I started to be honest about how I was feeling. Even if it is always a part of you (which it might not be!), you can learn to deal with it and one day it will be a very small part that you don't think about so much anymore. Welcome to the group
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Post by laura on Nov 5, 2013 19:12:47 GMT
Thanks Michaela,
I guess we are our own worst enemies at times. I know what you mean about feeling better when you start to be honest with yourself and others though. It is a huge relief.
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