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Mental illness is
...draining. For those struggling with it, & for those who love them.
And I feel like a horrible person for admitting the latter part, in the context of caring for my best friend with [diagnosed] major depressive disorder & anxiety, who refuses to seek any form of treatment. This has been going on for years. I go with her to her once a year PCP appts, to her public aid interviews/help with paperwork, otherwise she'd never go, & be far worse off. I'm the only one she comes to for emotional support, the only one she shares the darkest stuff with, the one she calls to help calm down. I talked w/her on the phone yesterday for almost 2hrs. It seemed to have helped, but it's just a band-aid. I'm happy it helped in the short-term, but overall, I felt exhausted after. That exhaustion is happening more often after these conversations. And I feel so guilty about that.
We're there for one another for a lot, but I'm not a therapist. This is well beyond me. She's been treading water for years, but she won't get help, & there's no one else. I get scared & tired, sometimes. I have the contact info saved to my phone of a really good counseling ctr less than a 10min walk from her place, that has great patient reviews & accepts her insurance, if she ever does decide she wants to try therapy. I can give her the info to call. I don't know what else to do, but I feel bad for getting burnt out. I don't tell her these things, as I know it'd make her isolate further, & that's the last thing I want.
It's a heavy, powerless feeling.
...draining. For those struggling with it, & for those who love them.
And I feel like a horrible person for admitting the latter part, in the context of caring for my best friend with [diagnosed] major depressive disorder & anxiety, who refuses to seek any form of treatment. This has been going on for years. I go with her to her once a year PCP appts, to her public aid interviews/help with paperwork, otherwise she'd never go, & be far worse off. I'm the only one she comes to for emotional support, the only one she shares the darkest stuff with, the one she calls to help calm down. I talked w/her on the phone yesterday for almost 2hrs. It seemed to have helped, but it's just a band-aid. I'm happy it helped in the short-term, but overall, I felt exhausted after. That exhaustion is happening more often after these conversations. And I feel so guilty about that.
We're there for one another for a lot, but I'm not a therapist. This is well beyond me. She's been treading water for years, but she won't get help, & there's no one else. I get scared & tired, sometimes. I have the contact info saved to my phone of a really good counseling ctr less than a 10min walk from her place, that has great patient reviews & accepts her insurance, if she ever does decide she wants to try therapy. I can give her the info to call. I don't know what else to do, but I feel bad for getting burnt out. I don't tell her these things, as I know it'd make her isolate further, & that's the last thing I want.
It's a heavy, powerless feeling.