As I sit and type this, I worry.
My daughter is not doing well.
It’s been almost 2 weeks since she has started to have suicidal thoughts.
She left her job because of it, before she saw a physician, because it was unbearable. We were not able to get her an appointment right away, and she was not going to continue to suffer at work.
She’s under the care of our family physician and her medication has been adjusted significantly.
I am very lucky. She came to me. She talked to me, and we are navigating this as a family.
As a Mom, it’s devastating. I am now in a constant state of worry. Trying to take care of myself is hard. The first instinct is to tend to her and push myself to the side. My family reminds me to take care of myself, and I am thankful for that.
The state of mental heath care is scary. Hearing the stories of people being turned away, people not being given the access to the care they so desperately need, made me forego taking her to Emerg when she first came to me.
We are managing this with our family physician, and for now, it is working.
My hope is that we can get a psychologist, but paying outright for one is hard (my daughter is not under a plan), and getting one through the mental health system? Well, it’s going to take forever.
I am trying to gather up any free resources I can find, and have the telephone numbers of crisis lines if needed.
We are taking things day by day. That’s the way of it for now.
Thankful for my support system, and thankful she is still here with me.
We’ll keep fighting this together.