Thank you, Michelle, for listening....

I don't know if she was talking to me, about me, or if her post had anything in the world to do with me. I came upon it when doing a google search for my blog. What I read in her words made me feel validated, heard, that the work I am doing as a "Warrior Momma" is meaningful, truthful and important. So, Michelle, if your post was meant for me, THANK YOU, and I am glad I found it, however long it took me to find you and read your words. And if it wasn't, well then I will pretend it was for me.

It feels really good to be validated like that. 😊

xx
Val

The grace of self care

We can't know what no one has told us. 

If you are struggling with the likes of childhood mental illness, or experiencing behavioral difficulties with your child(ren), or are dealing with the perils of addiction or co-occurring disorder in your teen or young adult, then you are what I call "in the trenches". It's like a dang war zone, folks, and there just doesn't seem to be a darn thing we can do to change things. And guess what? Life pretty much sucks in the trenches...

(I'm really sorry you are dealing with this.)

People talk about self-care. It like it's this zen thing that you are supposed to be practicing, and it's supposed to make everything better. But honestly, when you are in the trenches and you don't know where to turn or which end is up, you can't seem to find the energy to do anything, much less something called 'self-care'. When you are dealing with family situations that put you in the trenches in the first place, and when things keep getting worse, it's like this cloak of depression descends on the family, and the whole house just wallows in a muddy, horrible darkness. It's like Dementors came to live with you in your house, always lurking around the corner to blow their cold breath at you and suck the life right out of your heart and soul. You know what I mean if you read the Harry Potter books. That's how I know JK Rowling went through some really tough times. Who would know how to write about this kind of soul crushing darkness unless you've been there yourself. I swear, I would spend days at my kitchen table just sitting and staring and unable to muster up the slightest energy to do anything, all the while, my mind running a marathon.

Sheesh.

There was finally a point that I was able to pick myself up. Most likely, it was the point where something - anything had to get done. I think that's when I could see that I was probably not depressed, but just in a deep funk. (Only because I have witnessed deep depression, and mostly, people cannot just pick themselves up when they need to, and get stuff done.)

Now that I am better, and that my family is better, I look back on those dark times, and wonder how I made it through. It was so tough. And, now that some time has passed, I can see that my heart is scarred by some of the people who I thought were my friends, but who turned their backs on me when thing got rough in my family. I find I am now scarred by places I walked and drove that now represent "that time" to me. Scarred by the then-ages of my children, and now, I probably develop a look of terror on my face when others tell me their children are about those ages. There are times I tell my story to someone, and unexpectedly start to cry. My husband and I refer to this as PTS (Post Traumatic Stress). I really don't know if I could go through those years again if I had to. It was so tough...

But guess what? Self care is what brought me out. Self care is what saved me. I began by taking small amounts of precious time for myself, first in minutes, then in hours, and through the process, I gave myself back to me.

By taking care of myself, I found my heart and soul again. And guess what? I was stronger! And braver. And more resilient. And wiser, kinder. More understanding. 

So, when times are really tough and you don't know where you can turn, look for your local NAMI (National Alliance on Mental Illness) and find a support group. Sign up for an education class (NAMI's classes are free), or find a way to get involved. You will find a host of people who know what you're going through. They can offer you support in your time of need. Once you find the information you need to know, you can begin to feel better about what you need to do. One day soon, you will see that you are on your road to recovery, and that life is looking better again. I promise, it really does work out like this. :-)

Take care, you.

In Community, part 3

Happy New Year and Happy 2018 to you and yours! 

I am happy you have found a landing place here in my Arena. This is a place where I talk about important issues surrounding co-occurring disorders of addiction and mental health issues, as well as exploring ways to advocate for children and youth who are struggling with mental health and behavioral health issues.

A while back, I wrote about the importance of "living in community" when it came to recovery from addiction and co-occuring behaviors. My discussion was based on the book by Johann Hari "Chasing The Scream" and discussed very poignant views on addiction and how our society needs to view addiction through a new and different lens. (You can view that post here) I am very thrilled to have come across this incredible graphic video version of Hari's theory on YouTube, and had to post it for you to experience.Take a look:

 

During the time that I wrote my original post (May 2015), as a family we had decided to take our son, who at the time was struggling mightily with his co-occurring disorder and specifically with his addiction issues, back into our home. Here is an excerpt from that post:

"What Mr. Hari endorses in his writings is about taking a more compassionate approach towards the addicts in your life. Instead of turning them out of the family, and shunning the whole of them as a society, the way to evoke true and lasting change is by bringing them back into the communal fold, offer them jobs and life purpose, in short, help them to feel a part of a happy community, and they will have reason enough to stop using drugs, and become involved within their community."

I am happy to report that after 2.5 years of bringing our son back into "our community" he IS doing much better. He still struggles mightily from his addiction, and this goes without mentioning that there have been several times I have had to confront him with the ultimatum that he can either take his drugs and leave our home OR he can stop, hand over all his drugs and his paraphernalia, and remain in our home. This falls within the category of setting boundaries, which thankfully, I am much better at doing these days. This also goes without saying that I have struggled mightily with said boundary setting, BUT have been able to get to a better place with boundaries after years of work surrounding Al-Anon and Codependency. It has not been easy, but it has been worth every minute of the work I have put into my personal recovery. (More on this later)

In sum, I believe each family has to make a decision that works well for themselves. I have heard accounts of teens who steal from the family (my son does not do this, thankfully), teens who bring drugs into the family home that absolutely cannot have drugs in the home due to the parent's job status, and teens who create too much havoc for younger siblings, who have every right to grow up in a safe, well-managed environment. Many parameters must be met and agreed upon between the youth and the family (BOUNDARIES!) in order for the option of "living in community" to successfully take place. For families who cannot create this as a workable solution, I believe as a society, we must formulate new ways of treatment for co-occurring disorders that do a better job of creating a welcoming and engaging community, a living environment that mimics what we can create for those lucky rats (from the video). That, in my humble opinion, is an option for success that may possibly work.