The weekend my husband took the kids camping, I lined up 5 binegable feel-good movies on Netflix, then cleared off the sofa, and spent the entire weekend wondering why I couldn’t bring myself to sit down. Depression-anxiety-ADHD-bereavement-breakdown. Do not recommend.
Bingeable*. Also, I would like to clarify, GLAMPING.
Thanks for all the lovely replies. I can’t respond to them all but I agree it’s beautifully written and thanks for the wishes.
@ADDeeCee@maybeADHdee@stuheritage I got over agoraphobia the first (and second) time by strictly paring my life down (as much as was possible) to a three-pronged approach:
@ADDeeCee@maybeADHdee@stuheritage 1. Graded exposure: a CBT based method of lowering your panic response through daily exposure. I was fully housebound so my first exercise was going to the bottom of my garden, noting my panic level on a worksheet like page 13 bit.ly/3kecOBU , staying as long as I could
@ADDeeCee@maybeADHdee@stuheritage Then coming home. I’d repeat for as long as I could until my panic level dropped to a 2 or a 3, then my next exercise was walking to the end of my cul de sac, and repeating. Tedious but worked. Good to work with a therapist who will check in on themes with you.
How do you select, direct and evaluate therapy?
• Psychiatry? Psychology? Psychotherapy? Counselling? “Other”? How to choose/differentiate?
• What if you have multiple diagnoses and/or issues?
• And what if your only “therapy goal” is “to feel better”?
I ask this after 20 years of therapy (various; extortionate) that managed to entirely miss my SEVERE LIFELONG ADHD, but ALSO ascribed (what I now know as) my ADHD behaviour symptoms, including confusion/forgetfulness, to “a lack of engagement”, which was relatively harmful.
I’d like to add that I’m still searching for reliable, effective therapy— and I still don’t know what that looks like, for me, even though I’ve gained a lot of insight since my ADHD diagnosis. The main problem I’ve found is that many of the therapists I’ve talked to haven’t been
Today would have been my mother’s 75th birthday, so here’s a quick message of support to anyone who’s had to distance themselves from a loved one: I loved my mother. My mother died six months ago, and I am still grieving — but I have no regrets.
People who have good family relationships will never understand that you can love someone but still be estranged from them. They may assume you’re selfish, lazy, uncaring or plain stupid, and pressure you to reconcile “before it’s too late”.
They don’t understand that “too late” already happened for you, a few times, and that your choice to step away was a life-saving measure.