User:ArielaKpodzo

I haven’t gone to church for a couple months. I’m a Christian; I love and trust in God and Jesus and also the Bible. I want to want to go, but I don’t.The issue is, most Christian churches are woefully medieval inside their view and way to treating those with mental illness. Since my husband’s bipolar disorder or focus deficit disorders are such a big portion of my world, the church’s view on the matter – though it doesn’t bother my husband, which it doesn’t seem to, since he still mentions spite the fact of the churches view on bipolar disorder really should go back.

During my husband’s last major bipolar disorder episode this past in the spring and summer, I reached out to help you from the church we had been attending – and had become constituents of, in order that they do sort of know us. It didn’t surprise me the fact that few fellow parishioners I talked to didn’t really "get" it.. We try to handle the best we are able to with him at our home, compared to in a hospital, while we adjust meds and await some combination to helpto function. I do know him well enough that if he’s in your home, he’s not as likely lose his ability to function.

Once he stops using different life skills while he’s unstable, he seems to backslide quickly and it’s a long road ahead of not only getting him stabilized from an episode of bipolar disorder by helping him get back to the level of functioning where he was prior to the episode. I remember being so frightened many times that he would never come back to the way he was before a precise episode; that our family had "lost" him. In most respects, it’s like rehabilitating a stroke victim – except the fact that "strokes" (major bipolar episodes) happen time and again.I actually have visit the conclusion which I can no longer manage by myself during another major bipolar episode. It is such a draining experience aiming to nursing him to health, when still doing my regular work as a writerstay-at-home mom, and housewife – not to mention the whole wobbly family finance situation. It’s an immense amount of stress, and I am no longer interested in performing the task alone. Maybe we’ll be lucky and never need to deal with another major episode again, but that’s not how bipolar usually works. Family are awesome at supporting me, and they’ve accepted the illness for what it is without passing judgment on him.