Thank you.
One thing is for sure. I am a changed person since my son’s death. I grew a backbone and no longer allow people to get away with crap in my life without a fight!
by the way I did look through some of your old posts and see that your daughter was given a bipolar diagnosis at one time.
She needs to be sure to never go on an antidepressant without being on a mood stabilizer like Zyprexa, Depakote, or Lithium first lest she become manic and take extreme risks possibly leading to suicide. I know this from my own experience.
Also if your daughter ever does cry suicide, call her bluff. I used to call the police and they would ping my son’s phone and find out his location and take him to the hospital if they thought the threat should be taken seriously. Eventually my son quit threatening suicide. Especially once he became a Christian.
I belong to TCF - Loss of an Adult Child on Facebook and love their site. No one quite understands what we are going through like a fellow parent who has also lost their child.
Thanks again
Love,
LMS
I cannot even imagine lovemysons, my heart aches for you.
My daughter started at the very young age of cutting herself, everywhere including wrists with anything she could find. I followed her everywhere the first time it happened, was scared to death. As she reached adulthood it continued, I knew because she would never wear shorts or short sleeves. She said the pain of cutting helped her mental, eased her until it built up again.
You mentioned medicine, she has been on lithium and a mood stabilizer with it. This was the most “normal” I had seen her but, did not last long. She took herself off because of the side affects, said she could handle it and take only as needed. The need for medication became less and less, the mental has taken control….she LIKES acting the way she does. She loves the voices, she told me they are her friends. The voices one time told her to kill us. She said they are very scary and touch her as well.
She called the suicide hotline many times she last lived with us. Yet another failed relationship had her on the brink, no matter how I tried to help….leave me alone is all I received in reply. Listening to her loud wailing, arguing with herself, punching walls.
The alcohol and street drugs make things a million times more violent. She took one drug that she told me she could not breathe, did not know she was on planet earth, laid there wondering if she would live, could not move. Anyone at anytime could of done something to her. And when asked if she would do it again? Yes was her answer.
Thank you for your suggestions and care.
Big hugs!