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So Drained & Exhausted

I’ve been feeling well and peaceful for a few weeks. Even when my daughter came home for spring break in crisis. I was able to get her the help she needed. However, we got into an argument yesterday and it pushed me into a not so great headspace. After I dropped her off at school, my whole mood took a downturn. It’s like all the joy and peace I had evaporated and I was left in tears and completely drained. How am I supposed to be there for her when she needs help, when I’m not fully healed? We’re just both struggling now and I feel like I can’t support her how she needs. #Depression #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder #CheckInWithMe #exhausted #Drained #ParentingWithMentalIllness

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Anxiety for my kid even in a pretty place

It has been a tough year socially for my daughter. She was bullied agressively by a kid at school. She's had difficulty relating to people who are different than she is - by being told one thing from one family amd another thing by a different family.

At this point, she is terrified of starting school in fall. She is afraid she's incapable of making friends and will always be bullied and treated horribly by everyone her own age.

Despite this, she is desparately lonely. Her depression comes back on each time we have to isolate because she or her brother have brought Covid home.

She's terrified of her new school in August. She's moving from a very rural, anti-everything place to a very affluent town. (Our most expensive home yet is their lowest priced neighborhood, I just found out.) And she's terrified she won't be able to make friends.

She's always been a social kid, but I don't know how to help her. I am anxious about her social interactions too. I'm terrified that she will get on the bad side of a bully again and end up broken forever. I don't want to be ridiculous, but the last bully left her with some pretty intense therapy, self-doubt, and inconsolable pain.

What if it all goes bad again because she's "the poor kid" in this town?
Why can't I help her fit in or make friends?
#GeneralParenting #ADHD #Parenting #ParentingWithMentalIllness


How do you help your child when you're broken yourself?

My daughter was barely 10 when covid started. School getting cancelled and turned remote was the worst thing that could have happened to her. In her eyes, she lost everything. About a month in to remote learning she made a comment about wanting to die on the school chat. Que the surge of phonecalls from the teacher, school counselor and principal. I knew she was sad. I didn't realize how bad it was.
We quickly got her to the Dr, and into therapy, and have been working for 18 months to help her in anyway we can. She's on medicine, just upped the dose actually, and all the adults in her life know about her struggles so they can help her, but she's failing school (she is smart, she just doesn't care anymore) she claims she has no friends although it seems she is the one pushing them away, and her self esteem is very low.
I don't know how to move forward, cause the thing is, I'm exhausted. I have my own problems already sucking the life out of me, physical limitations and pain, my own depression and anxiety I'm battling. My husband is gone a lot on patrols with the coast guard. I have 3 other daughters, and a lot on my plate, especially when he's gone. I burned out a long time ago and spend my life in survival mode.
I want to help my daughter, it's so painful to watch her struggle and I've done everything I can think to do and I don't know what else I can do to help her. How do you help a child when you can't even help yourself? #ParentingWithMentalIllness #Depression


It's executive dysfunction

It's executive dysfunction
That is my self destruction.
Tasks that others just simply do
Are impossible to get through
Wanting to is not the question

It's not a lack of instruction
Please do not make that assumption
Do not tell me to just "push through"
It's executive dysfunction

I know there are repercussions
No need for more discussion
How to change, oh I wish I knew
Because then I wouldn't be blue
Over having this malfunction
It's executive dysfunction

#OriginalPoetry #ADHD #executivedysfunction #ADHDInGirls #Adhdinwomen #ParentingWithMentalIllness #selfsabotage


I am a mother with ADHD

I am a mother with ADHD
Overly permissive or too severe
I can never find what is in between
Routine I can never seem to adhere

Confusion is our normal way of life
The children never know what to expect
Why can I not be a more normal wife?
Maybe then everything could be perfect

But perfect is simply a fairy tale
This is something I easily forget
And yet I keep seeking this holy grail
This journey always causes me to sweat

I am trying to find a good middle
Finding it, though, is such a hard riddle

#ADHD #Adhdinwomen #LateDiagnosis #parentingwithadhd #neurodivergence #motherwithadhd #MentalHealth #ParentingWithMentalIllness

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Heartbroken, but Hopeful #Depression #ParentingWithMentalIllness #Parenting #ADHD

I can pinpoint the beginnings of my depression to 4th grade. I always assumed it was due to my being overweight and bullied. It may have been. However, the concept of suicide never really entered my thought patterns until high school. Non-suicidal self-injury (NSSI) was more my style, and no, it wasn’t for attention, but to punish myself for not being the perfect daughter my father seemed to expect.

Many years later, I know so much more. I know that the genetic predisposition towards mental illness runs rampant through my family history. I know that being a Highly Sensitive Person, lends itself to being traumatized by situations that may seem harmless to others. I know that having a parent with mental illness makes it nearly impossible to avoid it at some level or another. Now, I know that my 9-year-old, 4th grade, daughter needs help.

The words just seemed to slip out from her mouth, as a friend and I were having a casual conversation about ADHD and our experiences with the symptom of lacking impulse control: “Like, sometimes, I think I want to kill myself, but when I have a knife, I’m not brave enough to do it.”

My heart skipped a beat. My mind raced. How had I missed this? How long had she been thinking/feeling this way? How would the other mom react to such a shocking statement? Just a couple years ago, I knew she was struggling, but she seemed to have gotten so much happier since then!

I felt like the worst mom in the world. My 9 year old was calling herself a coward for being unable to take her own life, and I had no idea how to respond to an admission that I absolutely 100% understood and related to, especially in the presence of someone I’d only known for a few weeks!

In the moment, I thanked her for letting me know about it, as well as never following through on those impulses. I gave her a tight hug, and promised her that we would talk more about it at home. My friend was very sweet and understanding, and handled it like a saint, smoothly avoiding adding any additional shame to my hurting daughter.

At home, we had a longer conversation than we’d ever had before. We talked about how serious suicide really is, for the victim and the loved ones they leave behind. We talked about the events and feelings surrounding those thoughts of hers, and other ways to work through those intense, painful emotions. We talked about my familiarity with the thoughts and feelings she was describing, and why I chose to get help each time. I apologized for my own mental and physical illnesses getting in the way of me being the mom she needed me to be, these last couple of years, and we discussed ways that I could do better going forward.

We’re going to get her into therapy/counseling, and we’re going to be watching, and communicating with her incessantly, until she, myself, my husband, and her therapist are all reassured that she’s in a safer place, mentally.

My heart hurts, but I’m thankful that she has a mom who understands her pain.

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Is it safe for you to say "I'm going to therapy"?

The other day, a coworker had to go to the doctor during the workday. It's normal to say I'm going to the doctor for stomach pain, the dentist for a cleaning, the eye doctor for new glasses, etc... Even in a mental health clinic, she didn't yet feel comfortable telling us that she was going to her therapist. While no medical event is another person's business to know, there is much more hesitation when it comes to mental health. I have done this too. "It's just a doctor's appointment", I'd say, not simply because it was a personal was a personal matter because of the judgment I feared from my boss and coworkers. I feared being labeled crazy or "having issues", looked down upon. Do you feel safe to say "I'm going to therapy" (if you go to therapy)? If you don't go to therapy yourself, how do you feel when you hear someone else is? It's ok to say you think they have issues, you worry, whatever. No answer is wrong. The conversation is what's important. #EndTheStigma #DBT #CBT #ParentingWithMentalIllness #Depression #ChildhoodAbuse #bipolar schiZoaffective disorder #Trauma #sad #Agoraphobia #ItsOKMan #AfterSuicideLoss #Grief #Anxiety #MentalHealth #Cancer

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