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Redefining Family
Written by a Youth MOVE Massachusetts guest blogger
It’s been hard having to deal with a diagnosed mental health challenge for most of my life. Every day, I have to be aware of where my emotions are heading, how low is “too low,” and the difference between seriously wanting to die and just having a really bad day. I have to have the recognition that, at least right now, one of the major reasons for my prolonged stability is taking the right combination of psychiatric medications consistently every day. Having to deal with all of that, and adding a clear lack of family support on top of it, made my journey to my now-almost-fourth year of stability much harder.
Growing up in a big family, as a relatively happy person, in a relatively safe small town, family was important to me. Being adopted, I already knew family didn’t have to be blood-related, but as far as I was concerned, being part of a family, even an adoptive one, meant that we all looked out for each other. And that even if we had challenges or conflicts, family was family, and you never turned your back on them.
That all changed when I hit an all-time low in my mental health journey when I was 19. I’d been hospitalized off and on about six times over the course of three years before that, but I was always able to change medication, continue therapy, and get back to my life in the community. That year, though, I was hospitalized 13 times, was admitted to and decided to quit partial hospitalization programs twice, and switched therapists multiple times. On top of all of that, all of a sudden, the little emotional support from my family that I had been receiving was taken away...
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