Waves,
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Originally Posted by waves
I fin[/B]ally lost it, bad. I bellowed at her to leave me the hell alone, just leave me the hell alone, why can't you.... (repeat ad nauseum for like 5 minutes). She got mad or hurt enough to retreat.
As for me.... I cried. Alone. Without having to totally smother myself and hide, for once.
She has barely been talking to me. I made efforts today to be nice to her, and things have settled a bit, but honestly, I need her not to chat at me all the time, and not require decisions from me, especially not about food! I don't think it's so hard to follow the indications I gave her: "Do not include me in meal plans. I will forage in the fridge."
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The Broken Record Technique is effective.
Even though you preferred not to have to use it and at a cost, you got what you wanted. I hope that she lets you forage.
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Legs of lead. Heart of stone. Mind of mulch.
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This really sxxx, Waves, and you need to contact your guy. It is time to bring someone in to help you.
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This depression is all of them rolled together. It is the badass mother of depressions.
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I am worried about you.
The crying: Waves, if we were close enough I would find a way to get you to the ER. What ever time line you said here and in the earlier post I feel is longer than you make it out to be.
Do the equivalent of the ER and get competent immediate progressional help.
As I have said over and over again (maybe not recently but it is documented here), bipolar/ mental illness/ incompacity is not a do-it-yourself job.
Reach out. Get a team.
Let them throw you a life line.
M