I ask this because I have. I think daily about escape from this prison of servitude that has systematically removed me from the joys of aging and of being a happy participant in and a planner of, birthdays and holidays-which were always my favorite things, and now bring sadness and dread because I no longer have the resources or the energy to do, as well as the daily pain-pain of watching this man drift away in ways that, in themselves are equally tragic to both of us and have no positive resolutions. Yesterday was a good day. I am grateful for it. But that was wiped away at sunrise as he woke with confusion and all that goes with it. The physical pain that my own health issues bring to me daily that I struggle to deal with in order to give care, is often overwhelming. The pain I know he feels somewhere in his confused mind is so sad. Please know that I have, and will again, call a hotline. This has been a very positive experience. I have sought and will continue to seek, counseling. I have people who love me and who I love. I know that ending my own life would cause them tremendous pain, yet this all seems just like a terminal illness. I am not "crying out for help". I sometimes refer to this life experience as "a long day's journey into night", to refer to the play. But some days and in the dark of an interminable sleepless night, I just want to be gone. I am hoping to start an honest dialogue with caregivers and professionals.
Reach out to here online. Find a counselor, minister, or friend to talk to about your situation. Try to work out some respite time for yourself. Take care of yourself. I think this is an appropriate topic for this forum. Caregiving can be a dark journey.
"I just want to be gone." I can relate to that, too. I've never contemplated suicide, but more than once I engaged in magical thinking of suddenly just being somewhere else entirely, where I had no responsibility for sick people. I chose to be a caregiver. I knew I could make a different choice at any time. I didn't feel "trapped." But some days, just some days, my fantasy was reading murder mysteries on the beach. Just "poof" and there I would be, without having to make arrangements or planning.
I'm so glad you keep the hotline number handy, and that you are open to counseling.
Come here and tell us about it when you are feeling especially hopeless or overwhelmed. We can hear it all without being judgmental. (But if you are feeling suicidal, call the hotline first!)
These are the times when we need to draw on all the inner resources we have, to remember that these times will eventually end and we'll be facing a different kind of frustration, that of the grief of losing someone we love and possibly revisiting the care we've provided and found ourselves wanting when someone needed us the most.
I'm glad to read that you're getting counseling, and to see that you have adaptive methods, such as considering T.S. Eliot's play as a life experience I think that's a high level, intellectually adaptive choice), and one which also addresses the stresses and frustration of life (with drugs, as in the play - if I remember correctly).
I find that Shakespeare's plays, especially King Lear, offer insight as well, remembering that old age, caring and uncaring siblings, aren't solely an issue of contemporary life.
Difficult as it is, you have to carve out time for yourself, even if it's just 1/2 hour a day while your partner (?) is resting or sleeping. Down time is mandatory. House cleaning and that sort of stuff can wait; it's just not that important when stress and exhaustion are higher level concerns.
You might try to find a support group, phone, online, or otherwise. Posting here is also a good opportunity to reach out to others.
Many of us have gone through similar challenges with literally no life of our own. Now that I'm past that stage and into the post death stage, I look back and, while I won't say I'm glad that I endured so many challenges, I'm glad that I didn't let my father down when he needed me the most.
That's one way to interpret your current situation, that you've extending yourself at this time when someone you love needs you more than ever. In some ways, I can't think of a greater love.
Today is the second month anniversary since my father's passing; I'm trying to focus on traveling this fall after trust issues are under control, or visiting family that I haven't seen in a few years, of taking classes and restarting my stalled brain. I kept those in mind during the last challenging days, and they helped me get through.
But I won't deny that I'm still having a rough time, with flashbacks, and questioning of what more I could have done. I think that's not unusual.
Please continue sharing your frustrations here so that we can reach out to help you.
I felt like I had two full-times jobs, one at work, and one just trying to logistically help my parents. Plus I was dealing with a very illness myself which was exhausting me. And to make matters worse, I was a senior myself... like who's going to pick me up when *I* fall?
In answer to your question, I've not reached the point of contemplating suicide but can relate to the feeling of not being able to see the light at the end of the tunnel. But there is one, I promise you. There is a solution, and suicide is not it - but there is help out there, and you are not alone. We are here for you too- so many of us on here going through the same type of thing. That what I love about this site, that people here understand and know how you feel.
Big hugs to you, stay in touch and come back to vent anytime.
It's grieving too, as you said, of what was, or maybe in some cases what never was, or the way things have gotten. So glad people like you and others share your stories and experiences, and I hope you'll keep coming here and let us know how you're doing. Your experience and journey can help us too.
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