Oh, man. (Hugs you) I'm so sorry. I thought you were still with the people whose wedding you talked about going to a while back.
I'm really sorry about the psych ward thing, and really wish I had something to say that could actually help. This is why I fear the psych community as a whole so much, and worry about the group home thing. Once you're considered mentally incapable of caring for yourself, whatever they want to do goes, even messed-up ideas like that. Nothing you can say, nothing you can do. People wind up severely damaged by those that claimed to help. And, of course, any sign of distress is 'proof' that they're right about you and 'proof' that you need what they're doing to you. I've heard of good psych wards (I have a friend who checks herself in when her depression reaches a certain level. Though her depression makes her especially sensitive to what problems there are, it's not so bad for her.) but the nightmare prison potential is so high. (Well, I doubt that did much to improve your mood. I really wish I had something more helpful to say.)
I'm glad that it's over, and that you're essentially undamaged, and especially that you're away from your socio brother! Even if it took this, I think in the long run, it might actually be for the best, if it resulted in getting him out of your hair for good. (I hope it's for good.) Try not to feel like you're imposing. People are aware of their resources. Whoever's taking you in wouldn't do so if they didn't have the means. (As for asking/accepting things from others in general: The world's done enough to you that you deserve a break. You can't turn down the bad, so take the good, too, and enjoy it.) I hope the apartment works out, and the cat. (I know a lot of auties are cat maniacs, and I know how much love and comfort an animal can bring. Get three cats if you can support them.)
And I would like to hear the story of the girl.
Oh, and if you're ever up late at night, there's a community for insomniacs. Right now, there's only four of us (me, jubal51394, laron, and occasionally, balambspride, who really reminds me of you insomniacally) but we have fun.
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Date: 2004-08-25 01:20 am (UTC)From:I'm really sorry about the psych ward thing, and really wish I had something to say that could actually help. This is why I fear the psych community as a whole so much, and worry about the group home thing. Once you're considered mentally incapable of caring for yourself, whatever they want to do goes, even messed-up ideas like that. Nothing you can say, nothing you can do. People wind up severely damaged by those that claimed to help. And, of course, any sign of distress is 'proof' that they're right about you and 'proof' that you need what they're doing to you. I've heard of good psych wards (I have a friend who checks herself in when her depression reaches a certain level. Though her depression makes her especially sensitive to what problems there are, it's not so bad for her.) but the nightmare prison potential is so high. (Well, I doubt that did much to improve your mood. I really wish I had something more helpful to say.)
I'm glad that it's over, and that you're essentially undamaged, and especially that you're away from your socio brother! Even if it took this, I think in the long run, it might actually be for the best, if it resulted in getting him out of your hair for good. (I hope it's for good.) Try not to feel like you're imposing. People are aware of their resources. Whoever's taking you in wouldn't do so if they didn't have the means. (As for asking/accepting things from others in general: The world's done enough to you that you deserve a break. You can't turn down the bad, so take the good, too, and enjoy it.) I hope the apartment works out, and the cat. (I know a lot of auties are cat maniacs, and I know how much love and comfort an animal can bring. Get three cats if you can support them.)
And I would like to hear the story of the girl.
Oh, and if you're ever up late at night, there's a community for insomniacs. Right now, there's only four of us (me,
http://www.livejournal.com/userinfo.bml?user=thenightshiftab