Posted 9/17/2022 1:10 AM (GMT 0)
Thejosephbear:
Sounds like you are doing much better, thanks to modern medicine.
My grandmother didn’t have the benefit of that there in the 1930s and 1940s so she was sent to a central state mental hospital 100 miles from her house where they had basically no effective medicine for bipolar (which is what I have) which would include her lows or depression and her highs or mania. Can you imagine?
But they did have high walls around the mental health facility.
While you go to a psychiatrist and your pharmacist for your scripts, she went into people’s medicine cabinets at whoever’s house she was visiting to try out their pills. It pills could treat other conditions, maybe one of those in the medicine cabinet could treat mania or maybe depression.
You know, to get that relief you and I take for granted.
So, let’s time travel back to days gone by when there was virtually no medicine for mental conditions and try to imagine what that was like.
As you curl up and watch your favorite TV show tonight in the comfort of your own home, picture being in her shoes: 100 miles from home, no effective medicine…or you’d probably want to change the channel on that one. Maybe a good sitcom. Have a good laugh. And don’t forget to take the medicine that she could only wish for.
So, I guess we need to be thankful and glad we were born into an era when there is medicine for our conditions. We’re just lucky, I guess.
You say, “How are you doing now panic attacks and anxiety? “
It was one of the roughest times of my life. I’m bipolar who had a nervous breakdown because of my refusal to go to a doctor. It wasn’t so much my refusal as it was my negative thinking and inability to solve problems due to my negative upbringing. I knew I was sick, I didn’t know which doctor in the yellow pages to go to, or, negative thinking.
So, I had a nervous breakdown. I had a mother who was a psychologist who knew a psychiatrist in her clinic, and he was at her beck and call, not mine. I was very angry, so to please her, he put me on an anti-psychotic, old style years ago, which froze my emotions, and my anger which was all he was worried about.
Well I went around like a zombie for months. Years later I got correctly dxed by a lay counselor who said, “I knew your uncle. He was bipolar and you probably are too.” So, then I got on the right meds.
That has gotten me level for many years and I’m able to write this.
I’m on Mirtazapine anti-depressant and Lithium stabilizer which treats both sides of the bipolar, the depression and the mania. One medicine doesn’t treat both illnesses, although I’ve seen a recent TV ad for one that does treat both.
What helped me was reading a column that talked about being positive when trying to solve problems. It said, be positive going into the problem that you can solve it, which unleashes your unconscious to start working on it.
So now, before taking on a problem, I tell myself, “Think positive, think positive, think positive” to clear my mind of any hidden negative. Only then do I think about the problem.
The problem is often not the problem. My thinking (possibly negative) is often the biggest problem. So, I work on that for a few seconds before going into the problem.