Story of my life... rather my moms life. Living with a person close to your heart with this mental disorder has been hard and i thought i could get used to it. I never had. and it still shocks me to the least.
Humility and frustrations.
Eversince i was a kid my siblings told me that she had this condition not long after i was given birth. I guess the type of personality my mother has (timid and meek) made this tendency possible.
Its this season again. She has this periods where she hits it off with a mellow note then it progress to worse and, hopefully, eventually she will come back to her senses.
I thought, well, like the disease diabetes that is more popular in both lines of my family will i inherit the non medical sickness or will my future off-springs will? hard to answer.
From experience i know for a fact that this person should be tolerated and not to be ashamed of. Like a clock the mind also dysfunctions as well. Speak to them more softly and avoid mentioning their sickness and do not raise your voice not even if you are at your wit's ends. Always give them relaxing medicines. My mom has this maintenance pills but due to cost and insensitivity (yes im no angel) we could not provide her daily dose of her meds. Its not like its all our fault, sometimes this persons deny their sickness and refuse to take meds, my mom often lies that she takes them even if we knew she didnt.
Hard to cope.
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