Children Of Bipolar Parents Community Group
This is a place where those of us who have Parents struggling with Bipolar.I have started this group because my Dad is very sick and I myself have so many questions and need support.So I figured I can't be the only one who is going through this tramatic time.Everyday I wake up hoping to hear the life and soul put back into my Father.It's been three months...
I was terrified to have kids being afraid that I'd be the same to them as she was to me growing up. She has always been mentally ill but never sought help until I was 18 and my Dad and I had to call an ambulance to have her committed. She was trying to hurt herself and us, slamming my arm in a door, then locked her self in the bathroom punching a hole through the wall, calling us horrible things and threatening to kill herself. This was her usual behavior when she was having her manic episodes. Then she'd go into a deep, dark depression for days, sometimes weeks. I remember coming into her room to check on her and she was asleep. She had written "Fat Pig" on her face with lipstick. The scary part was it was written in reverse so when she looked in the mirror she could read it. She'd apologize for her behavior when she came out of her depression and she'd be "normal" for a day or so until something or someone triggered another manic episode and it would start all over again.
When I did have kids I had to learn empathy and compassion. Growing up with a bipolar mother I never had that from her. I feel as if I raised myself and my younger brother, often times taking him out of the house to protect him from her verbal and mental abuse. She divorced my Biological Father when I was 9 and remarried when I was 10. Her new husband (who became my Dad) had his own issues (PTSD from the Vietnam war and serious OCD) and they would fight constantly. However, with him, everything was about her. She always came first.
When I had my kids I made a vow to myself that I would not repeat the pattern (my Grandmother was also abusive and probably Bipolar). Luckily my husband whom I have been with since I was 17, has a strong head on his shoulders and has helped me cope with my Mother and has been the strength I needed and still need to keep our kids shielded from the burden of mental illness. My boys, despite their Grandmother, tell me they had the best childhoods. I'm proud of that statement. I know I could never say that.
Bottom line is, it doesn't get easier but you DO have to put your kids and your own family first. You DO have to protect your own mental health. We love our Mothers but it's very easy not to like them. We have suffered so much at the hands of her mental illness.
I hope everyone here remains strong and resilient. Together we will persevere.
When the criticism is fair or true, it is a relief... I can at least do something to remedy the situation.
Horribly, sometimes you get criticism from people who just speak without thinking or who speak without knowing enough and when the criticism is not right, I just feel in a flight mode... Struggle to speak up and point out the inaccuracies, can't even identify the inaccuracies.
This is due to decades of training in not 'talking back', learning to accept criticism without question, accept every negative comment real or not, ...
How does it come that even though I am aware of all of this, I still question myself to the point of rumination when an unfair situation occurs?