I don't even know how to start, really...
I guess the background is that I spent the first 15 years of my life in a pretty messed up family, then finally at 15 I ran away and refused to go home again, and ended up in various psychiatric institutions for the vast majority of the next 5 years, mostly on powerful psychiatric medications... and then I was in and out for 4 more years, the last time being when I was 6 months pregnant, which was 12 year ago.
When I first got out I felt like Rip van Winkle, truly... a lot of those years was really a blur. I did a lot of crazy things - a lot of self-injury and suicide attempts - but I never felt "crazy". Mostly I was just feeling lost and awful and didn't know what else to do, or how to feel better.
Anyway, in the beginning I felt like I had "Mental Patient" tatooed on my forehead, but that got better; except for the scars all over my body I think I kinda blend now... but I'm realizing now that I'm still dealing with the aftereffects of all this.
I have a hard time getting close to people, to anyone. I don't really know how to interact like that, although I do fine with acquaintances now... although that took a while. I have the same problem with dating - once I get past the "getting to know you" part I panic and feel submerged and cut it off. When I've had close friends I get totally sucked into their lives, and can't seem to think for myself anymore. Balance is lacking, and the whole thing scares me.
I missed a lot - I don't think I had any kind of normalcy in my life until I was 25 or so, as a single mama student, and by then it was kind of too late. I missed most of high school, and went to college with a baby in tow. I never really "found myself"... I was always too busy treading water, to keep from being sucked back down, either into my family of origin stuff or into my own craziness.
I want to get past this, and have a real life, but I'm not sure how to start. I had ten years of therapy with a good therapist, ending about 6 years ago, and that got me past being crazy and into functional-land... but I want more than functional now.
I do think I have basically been a good mother, through all of this. That always came very first... and maybe now that my daughter is older and doesn't need me in the same way, I'm looking at myself again? I truly wouldn't have been able to pull myself out of craziness the way I did if I wasn't doing it for her...
Anyone been there, done this? Or anything like this? Or just have any words of wisdom, or kindness....?
Deep breath and press submit...
Dar
I guess the background is that I spent the first 15 years of my life in a pretty messed up family, then finally at 15 I ran away and refused to go home again, and ended up in various psychiatric institutions for the vast majority of the next 5 years, mostly on powerful psychiatric medications... and then I was in and out for 4 more years, the last time being when I was 6 months pregnant, which was 12 year ago.
When I first got out I felt like Rip van Winkle, truly... a lot of those years was really a blur. I did a lot of crazy things - a lot of self-injury and suicide attempts - but I never felt "crazy". Mostly I was just feeling lost and awful and didn't know what else to do, or how to feel better.
Anyway, in the beginning I felt like I had "Mental Patient" tatooed on my forehead, but that got better; except for the scars all over my body I think I kinda blend now... but I'm realizing now that I'm still dealing with the aftereffects of all this.
I have a hard time getting close to people, to anyone. I don't really know how to interact like that, although I do fine with acquaintances now... although that took a while. I have the same problem with dating - once I get past the "getting to know you" part I panic and feel submerged and cut it off. When I've had close friends I get totally sucked into their lives, and can't seem to think for myself anymore. Balance is lacking, and the whole thing scares me.
I missed a lot - I don't think I had any kind of normalcy in my life until I was 25 or so, as a single mama student, and by then it was kind of too late. I missed most of high school, and went to college with a baby in tow. I never really "found myself"... I was always too busy treading water, to keep from being sucked back down, either into my family of origin stuff or into my own craziness.
I want to get past this, and have a real life, but I'm not sure how to start. I had ten years of therapy with a good therapist, ending about 6 years ago, and that got me past being crazy and into functional-land... but I want more than functional now.
I do think I have basically been a good mother, through all of this. That always came very first... and maybe now that my daughter is older and doesn't need me in the same way, I'm looking at myself again? I truly wouldn't have been able to pull myself out of craziness the way I did if I wasn't doing it for her...
Anyone been there, done this? Or anything like this? Or just have any words of wisdom, or kindness....?
Deep breath and press submit...
Dar










's Dar. I think it took a lot of courage to share your past and feelings here, and I appreciate it. I always look forward to reading your posts, and feel "honored" when you respond to my threads (tho few!) in the homeschooling board. Silly, huh? 
