Roy G Biv
01-21-06, 12:36 PM
I understand that obsessive thoughts can be a sidebar to the wonderful world of ADHD. I have one. Remember, I'm wondering if my thought pattern is obsessive here. The body of the post may seem off-topic, but it relates directly to the title of the thread.
My wife, 35, has a Master's Degree in business and is the agency manager in our area for Special Olympics. We've been married eight years and have a 7 year-old daughter. I'm 48-shut up. Remember Bogie and Bacall. Anyway, she's incredibly bright and personable, with a hell of a sense of humor. She also has a reasonably severe case of OCD. She takes 100mg/Prozac daily. She's had bouts of severe depression as well. When she was 12 or 13, she swallowed some rubbing alcohol. Later on, she took Zyprexa(the zombie med)for a while and was actually in a 'contract for safety' for a period of time. Actually, she'll be in that 'contract' the rest of her life. When we were first together, it was obvious to me that something was wrong here. After seeing a program on OCD, I subtly arranged for my wife to see the re-broadcast. She said, "My God-that's me". I've been as supportive as I can, although it can be very difficult at times(as I'm sure it is with me and the ADHD-what a pair!). I've gone to a lot of her sessions with her to learn and to find what my role is.
My wife's parents are Mike and Carol Brady-'squeaky clean'. Her mother is a control Nazi and her father is an accomodating jellyfish. After the rubbing alcohol incident, her mother announced that they would now be too worried to attend their Christmas party. Anyway, after she started her treatment, I suggested she tell her parents and she was petrified. She had broached the subject before, and was met with ridicule from her mother-"You just want to take the pills". So, after numerous unsuccessful attempts, I finally sat down with them myself and explained the situation. Her father listened thoughtfully. Her mother smirked the whole time.
A few months before the onset of my wife's depression, her cousin(on her mother's side)committed suicide. Maybe this was a trigger for her-maybe not. At any rate, it changed our life quite a bit. I'm sure there are situations at home, at work, with friends, with family or even at the grocery store that
make her think, "Is this WORTH it"? On my end, there are STILL times I check behind the shower curtain. I frequently ask her if she's OK. It'll never go away.
A few years ago, it came to light that her father had suffered with bouts of depression. One of his brothers had a serious time with it. My question to her father was, "What were you waiting for"? This, to me, is unfathomable. For YEARS my wife was not only left twisting in the wind, she was/is treated like the family retard. She has two younger sisters. The youngest has gone from a healthy athletic 17 year-old to a bony, waif-like 26 year-old. Her parents(mother, for sure) have been in COMPLETE denial as to any eating disorder. To them, it's something neurological and more noble.
I CANNOT get over the fact that my wife has been left on her own through this whole thing. It was because of HER and her courage that I found my own condition. How could ANY parent let their child fight that battle ALONE when THEY THEMSELF had been down the same road???? (After my diagnosis, I IMMEDIATELY told my daughter-my clone-about it and she said, "No WONDER my boyfriend calls me an ADD witch sometimes"!).
If they'd had cancer would there have been this secrecy?? If one had been diabetic, would they have their children examined? OF COURSE!!!!!
There is, obviously, no cure for what my wife has.
Until I came along she not only went through this alone, vital and perhaps LIFE-SAVING information was kept from her!!!!!
I cannot shake these thoughts. NOTHING in my entire life has disturbed me more. My wife won't stand up for herself(if she was bleeding to death, she'd apologize for getting any on you). To this point, I'm sure her parents see no wrong because they've always behaved this way. I can't stand to even be around them. Never anything important is discussed-always cosmetic fluff.
DO NOT give me any "well, that was a different time" or, "those things weren't talked about then". It's 2006-information is EVERYWHERE, accountability should be as well.
So.....
Obsessive thought, or legitimate rant?
(Thanks for reading, I know it was long. OOOOPS!!! Just made it longer!!)
My wife, 35, has a Master's Degree in business and is the agency manager in our area for Special Olympics. We've been married eight years and have a 7 year-old daughter. I'm 48-shut up. Remember Bogie and Bacall. Anyway, she's incredibly bright and personable, with a hell of a sense of humor. She also has a reasonably severe case of OCD. She takes 100mg/Prozac daily. She's had bouts of severe depression as well. When she was 12 or 13, she swallowed some rubbing alcohol. Later on, she took Zyprexa(the zombie med)for a while and was actually in a 'contract for safety' for a period of time. Actually, she'll be in that 'contract' the rest of her life. When we were first together, it was obvious to me that something was wrong here. After seeing a program on OCD, I subtly arranged for my wife to see the re-broadcast. She said, "My God-that's me". I've been as supportive as I can, although it can be very difficult at times(as I'm sure it is with me and the ADHD-what a pair!). I've gone to a lot of her sessions with her to learn and to find what my role is.
My wife's parents are Mike and Carol Brady-'squeaky clean'. Her mother is a control Nazi and her father is an accomodating jellyfish. After the rubbing alcohol incident, her mother announced that they would now be too worried to attend their Christmas party. Anyway, after she started her treatment, I suggested she tell her parents and she was petrified. She had broached the subject before, and was met with ridicule from her mother-"You just want to take the pills". So, after numerous unsuccessful attempts, I finally sat down with them myself and explained the situation. Her father listened thoughtfully. Her mother smirked the whole time.
A few months before the onset of my wife's depression, her cousin(on her mother's side)committed suicide. Maybe this was a trigger for her-maybe not. At any rate, it changed our life quite a bit. I'm sure there are situations at home, at work, with friends, with family or even at the grocery store that
make her think, "Is this WORTH it"? On my end, there are STILL times I check behind the shower curtain. I frequently ask her if she's OK. It'll never go away.
A few years ago, it came to light that her father had suffered with bouts of depression. One of his brothers had a serious time with it. My question to her father was, "What were you waiting for"? This, to me, is unfathomable. For YEARS my wife was not only left twisting in the wind, she was/is treated like the family retard. She has two younger sisters. The youngest has gone from a healthy athletic 17 year-old to a bony, waif-like 26 year-old. Her parents(mother, for sure) have been in COMPLETE denial as to any eating disorder. To them, it's something neurological and more noble.
I CANNOT get over the fact that my wife has been left on her own through this whole thing. It was because of HER and her courage that I found my own condition. How could ANY parent let their child fight that battle ALONE when THEY THEMSELF had been down the same road???? (After my diagnosis, I IMMEDIATELY told my daughter-my clone-about it and she said, "No WONDER my boyfriend calls me an ADD witch sometimes"!).
If they'd had cancer would there have been this secrecy?? If one had been diabetic, would they have their children examined? OF COURSE!!!!!
There is, obviously, no cure for what my wife has.
Until I came along she not only went through this alone, vital and perhaps LIFE-SAVING information was kept from her!!!!!
I cannot shake these thoughts. NOTHING in my entire life has disturbed me more. My wife won't stand up for herself(if she was bleeding to death, she'd apologize for getting any on you). To this point, I'm sure her parents see no wrong because they've always behaved this way. I can't stand to even be around them. Never anything important is discussed-always cosmetic fluff.
DO NOT give me any "well, that was a different time" or, "those things weren't talked about then". It's 2006-information is EVERYWHERE, accountability should be as well.
So.....
Obsessive thought, or legitimate rant?
(Thanks for reading, I know it was long. OOOOPS!!! Just made it longer!!)