Hi @Former-Member Oh ok. That must be hard to deal with. I wouldn't know what to do if i was in either situation you're describing. denial or not the problems still remain. Meaning, even if someone wasn't in denial the problems they're faced with ain't going away. But, maybe easier to deal with when treated.

I'm usually alone and don't like being around people for too long. Because problems arise. Dilemmas. Dramas. I don't get much peace of mind. It's always racing thoughts about this or that. When I'm being treated bye the system it's usually system based stuff. When I'm not. It's usually stuff and people in my "real life " -i always need something to do and get on with or i quickly fall back into being stressed out bye symptoms (which derive themselves from real life )

It's usually a case of everything becomes to hard and i resort to sitting at home and going around the bend. And calling crisis support. Or doing things at home which has limitations. (Which internally feels very frustrating )

I'm sorry to hear about your son and the situation you're going through. (What you're hearing from me is based on 12 years in the psychiatric system and has a prognosis of a lifetime sentence in the system ) psychiatric also means holy...

I don't really like psychiatrists. And it don't bother me if i never see one ever again. I actually despise them to be honest with you! Besides that, they like to play the game bye their rules which they bend and break to suite themselves and the system they work for. So there is really only so much they can do for the patient before jt becomes their own agenda. (Trained, qualified highly paid and motivated ) they all are )

I would like to be doing more stuff which supports good mental and physical health and general wellbeing and peace of mind type of thing. But, instead of doing what helps me achieve this. I resort to thinking about stuff that stresses me and gets on my nerves. And yes! Quite often the system is in the thick of this stressful stuff. And if it's not those from the system it's people from my personal life.

At age 19 i was detained. And 12 years later i have found myself in mental health housing. On the disability support pension. And receiving a monthly depot injection. And relying on doctors, nurses, psychiatrists, psychologists, support workers, mental health group facilitators, workers in the community and so on. You know what they say about. "If you can't beat em, join em!" Ain't got a lot of other options really. It's quite a toxic situation actually. And hard to come to terms with the fact. That I'm basically a "prisoner of psychiatry " "could be worse "

I have let go of my dreams and what I'd like life to be like. And just settled for what it is...