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@parus I always look forward to your replies. It is like you can read my mind at times and your funny at times. Mule-headedness; I like that. lol. Since I became bipolar I love listening to lots of hard rock and roll when i'm manic but I haven't been that high in some time. But for the first time about three months ago I was feeling really, really manic and my 75 yr old dad was washing dishes and a good ole 70's rock song came on, can't remember which one anymore, but anyway they caught the news guy dancing and he didn't realize he was on live and it really cracked my up. He was no John Travolta. It cracked me up and my dad asked what was so funny so I went about telling and showing him. Big mistake. Since they put two rods in my back running from the top of my shoulder blades to the top of my tailbone and they don't bend or twist but in my elation I didn't think about that and went to show my dad had the nerd on tv was dancing and found out real quick that I couldn't dance like that no more which meant I couldn't do much of any kind of dancing anymore. I got scared and yanked my shirt up with my back to my dad and yell, "Daddy. is my back still straight?" Luckily it was but I pulled just about every muscle in my back. talk about crashing immediately down from mania to depression In about 1min sucked. Now that story was leading up to something and I will be darn if I forgot what it was. Freaking MS. I CAN"T remember anything anymore because of it. Oh I do remember my dad looked at me like I had 3 heads so I took a pain pill and some muscle relaxers and went back to bed. I mean if your dad can't understand you how you expect others to accept you with all your ailments how can you make friends to accept you the way you are. I have tried and it don't work. I have no friends. I mean 0. Ofcourse most of my time is spent taking care of my parents. my mom is blind and my dad can hardly walk from a botched back surgery and is in severe back pain 24/7. Oh me I've done worked myself into a tissy. Haha the dictionary says tissy isn't a word, but down south in Alabama it sure is.lol Have a good day.
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What an encouraging post! I pulled up "Anthem Lights" on Youtube and really enjoyed their music. Music is a great medicine for all that ails you! I volunteer for a group called Therapy Choirs and you don't have to have musical talent, but just want the benefits of singing. The group is mainly composed of folks with TBIs or neurological problems that affect their speech. Here are some webpages about it, http://www.therapychoirs.org/. Here is a story about one of our members that was in a local newspaper, http://www.hometownlife.com/story/opinion/columnists/2017/08/09/inspiration-look-farmington-hills-listen-singing/104370448/.
Teresa