Posted by Katey on January 7, 2002, at 21:55:10
In reply to Re: Katey, a question » Katey, posted by Mair on January 7, 2002, at 20:32:40
i dont mind the intrusion. my parents are happily together. im a daddys girl, thus the comment. if you mean 'this' as depression, my first memory of it was right before xmas when i was ten. i didnt tell anyone about it, just sat in my room, cried, and wrote. i was actually confined to my room because i was supposed to be cleaning it. as far as the ADD goes....they just figured it out less than a month ago.
how they react to it...its kind of hard to tell. im like my dad and extremely independant, i tend to make my own dr's appts and generally pay the copay. last fall when i decided that i needed to try and tackle this thing head on, i made my own appointment, and didnt tell my parents. i left the copy of the record for the insurance company on the counter. they werent too happy with me. i usually pay for most of my meds too.
my dad accepts things, and kind of leaves it alone, unless the subject is brought up. once my mother picks up something, she doesnt drop it until something even bigger happens. so ive got her on my back until june when my second niece/nephew is born. she quizzes me on my meds, tells me what she thinks i should do, gets mad at me because i 'frustrate her', which i can understand, i just wish she would make an attempt to understand me. sometimes it takes me an hour to get out of bed because i have to wake myself up, and then convince myself that i should get up, and then try and find the energy to do it. this doesnt make her very happy unless i happen to wake up around 5am.
i realize that in the real world, time doesnt stop for me, but a little understanding would be nice. when i was on effexor and just prozac, my appetite dropped off, so everynite she would ask me if i was going to eat- before or after work, and she would offer to make something. she blew up when i told her that some of my jeans were too big, especially the ones that we bought a couple months ago. my father says its her way of caring.
when my mom and i got at eachothers throats, which happens once every couple of months, my father usually has to break it up and make peace with everyone. that tends to be how big things get done in this house when it comes to my 'illness' that neither of them ever talks about to any of their friends.
my siblings dont really even know beyond that i'm on prozac and 'it makes me more sociable'. i suppose it would be different if we were all living in the same state. my brothers in Des Moines, my sisters in St. Paul.
my parents are also highly skeptical, when i told my mom that the pdoc thought i was probably ADD, she said 'i dont believe you' straight to my face. my father didnt really agree with it either, simply because i wasnt being obnoxious and bouncing off the walls.
i suppose i'm making them sound like arch villains, which isnt completely true. they try to be supportive of me, and theyve been more lax about rules- they let me stay out late because their just happy that i'm going out, instead of hiding in my lair alone. they dont push the grades so much because they know how this semester was for me. my mom was the one that got me off effexor because i didnt have anything like energy to do it- i was a walking zombie. my dads generally been helpful with getting pre-authorizations from insurance.
i do think that sometimes they wish i was had leukemia, or something normal, physical, and visible because then it wouldnt be so shameful to talk about it.
wow, i talked a lot more than i thought i would, however dear Mair, you opened the can of worms :-)
> > " the guy i still call daddy is my actual father and still resides under the same roof. "
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> > Sorry to continue to intrude but I couldn't let that statement slide by. Are your parents together? How are they about your depression? How long have you been fighting this?
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> Mair
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