support goes both ways
Hi, I've had bipolar disorder since 1996. I truly need support from my friends, family, treatment team and support group. I also need to take initiative to do more than just taking my meds. But sometimes, when I'm at my worst, I feel I have no support from my family. It's then that it's hardest to keep fighting for stability. I've learned, though, that my family needs just as much support as I do. They never know who they're coming home to, and they always worry about me hurting myself. In the beginning, they read every pamphlet and book available and spoke with my treatment team often. They also spoke with other families, although that didn't seem to work. After all these years, they're tired, just as I am. I leave relevant articles around the house, but they are rarely read. When my husband sees them, he says all I think about is myself. I love my family dearly and I hate that my illness constantly jeapordizes our family. Can anyone else share similar stories? I just feel so alone.