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Sep 16, 2017 · Managing Life-Long Mental Health as a Senior in Mental Health

Hello Lisa: I am doing better now, thank you. But during those weeks I was convinced that I had to end my life, and soon. Nothing has changed really. Thinking about that period makes me shudder. I catch myself before I let thoughts drift to what might happen. I still hope that life doesn’t take me much beyond where I am. At 75, I see the slow deterioration. I welcome death, but selfishly hope it comes quietly. My fear is that I may live much longer and with no support system it likely would be disastrous.

Sep 11, 2017 · Managing Life-Long Mental Health as a Senior in Mental Health

Hi melsy. Hi brit: I am seeing numerous messages posted months ago. I’ve just found this site and your messages are months old already. As a sober alcoholic for many decades I can relate and sympathize since depression and bi-polar are so common among our numbers. Mom, Dad and brother (all passed now) were all alcoholic. I was the only one who got sober. But, as we know sobriety was the ‘easy’ part. It is dealing with the illnesses that made us drink that are the true challenges.
It isn’t our imaginations that let us think that the world doesn’t understand.
Other than the addiction to alcohol we share the devastation of depression and bi-polar with others.
It is a lonely disease, isn’t it. Thank you everyone for being here. Thank God for standing by.

Sep 11, 2017 · Managing Life-Long Mental Health as a Senior in Mental Health

Hello georgette: Same disease, different (?) circumstances perhaps. I’m 75 and I so relate. This is my first visit to the site and my first entry. It is comforting to find others to whom no explanation is needed. I didn’t know I had an illness until the late 80’s. I simply attributed my behaviors to being of poor character. Alcoholism (I’ve been sober 47 years), multiple sexual partners, three marriages but single since 1985. I knew back then no one should have to ‘put up with me’. Pre-menstrual times were pure insanity for me and all around me. My relationship with my two sons suffered to the point that I had no contact with one for almost twenty years; it’s been almost 35 years since my older son has visited me. They’ve both called me ‘crazy’ but don’t quite get that crazy is an illness over which I’ve no control.
I have two granddaughters I don’t know. And I don’t know how I am still alive. I do believe in God and that is the ONLY help I get. I have nothing to lean on but this. I wish I had a solution for you and for the younger people who’ve written in. Not by choice do we live in a world not of our choosing. Recently I went through about two months of Hell with as deep and dark a depression as I’ve ever experienced, desperately wanting to end my life and exploring online every form of suicide. Only through prayer was I able to slowly come out of it, sort of. It doesn’t leave…It only goes into hibernation. To outward appearances I am an intelligent, composed elderly lady. But the truth lies within.
No one but we understand the level of pain that mental illness creates. Thank you for this opportunity.