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<blockquote data-quote="New Leaf" data-source="post: 722006" data-attributes="member: 19522"><p>Little Bird, I have not been here for some time as well. Been so busy just trying to live as best can under the circumstances.</p><p>Although it is hard what we deal with day in and out, be it your eldest sons illness and homelessness, middle sons depression, my eldest daughters homelessness and drug addiction as well as my middle girl, (BIG SIGH for both of us.....) we are still here somehow putting one foot in front of the other.</p><p>It sounds as though your middle son has found a way to get through his depression caring for his dog.</p><p>That is awesome! I hope this can be a turning point for him.</p><p>I am glad that your MRI came back showing no tumor. A workmate experiences vertigo and it sounds horrible.</p><p>I juggle with sorrow and guilt too, those old what ifs and shoulda, coulda, wouldas.</p><p>I think we can become our very own worst critics and in doing so, our worst own bullies, which in turn, denies self care.</p><p>Taking each day at a time is a good start to allowing yourself to breathe.</p><p>After hubs passed, I was having episodes of shortness of breath. I seriously thought I was having a heart attack a few times, then googled and found it is a symptom of anxiety.</p><p>Looking back, I remember that dear hubs was tired and depressed a lot. He became reclusive and angry. It was hard work being around the dark cloud of this. I go through periods of guilt that I was unable to reach him, to help him. Then I have to remember that I had no control over it. Sigh.</p><p>You are helping your son by having him live with you, that is such a loving thing to do. At the same time, it must take its toll on you. I hope, dear friend, that you are able to get away and find something to uplift you.</p><p>I have been reading about stress and the effects on our health, it is not good for us. Yet, with the travails we face how in the heck do we destress?</p><p>Sister, you find joy in your work, but work is stressful too!</p><p>Do you still have your exercise thingamajig (I forgot the name). I ended up giving mine to my granddaughter because my knee didn't like it.</p><p>I have tried to keep up a routine walking in the mornings. The quiet time moving and reflecting has helped. It is my time to pray as well, which I find comforting when my thoughts become too intense as far as my wayward children are concerned.</p><p>Confession, sometimes, I feel like a manic depressive. I have good days and not so good, highs and lows. Have to put the happy face on at work. There are times when my energy level is low, and so are my spirits. The struggle is real. With work and so much to do at home, it all can be so overwhelming. Then the effort dealing with grief pervades and I become frozen with it.</p><p>I think that is what you mean by feeling dead.</p><p> It is completely understandable with all that is going on.</p><p>And, it is okay.</p><p>So, lets just go to the beach, you and I.</p><p><a href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNuJe8hsAvQ" target="_blank">1 hour beautiful hidden beach video viewed from sea cave - relaxing nature video HD 1080P</a></p><p></p><p>Much love and hopes for both of us to find our way through.</p><p></p><p>(((HUGS)))</p><p>Leafy</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="New Leaf, post: 722006, member: 19522"] Little Bird, I have not been here for some time as well. Been so busy just trying to live as best can under the circumstances. Although it is hard what we deal with day in and out, be it your eldest sons illness and homelessness, middle sons depression, my eldest daughters homelessness and drug addiction as well as my middle girl, (BIG SIGH for both of us.....) we are still here somehow putting one foot in front of the other. It sounds as though your middle son has found a way to get through his depression caring for his dog. That is awesome! I hope this can be a turning point for him. I am glad that your MRI came back showing no tumor. A workmate experiences vertigo and it sounds horrible. I juggle with sorrow and guilt too, those old what ifs and shoulda, coulda, wouldas. I think we can become our very own worst critics and in doing so, our worst own bullies, which in turn, denies self care. Taking each day at a time is a good start to allowing yourself to breathe. After hubs passed, I was having episodes of shortness of breath. I seriously thought I was having a heart attack a few times, then googled and found it is a symptom of anxiety. Looking back, I remember that dear hubs was tired and depressed a lot. He became reclusive and angry. It was hard work being around the dark cloud of this. I go through periods of guilt that I was unable to reach him, to help him. Then I have to remember that I had no control over it. Sigh. You are helping your son by having him live with you, that is such a loving thing to do. At the same time, it must take its toll on you. I hope, dear friend, that you are able to get away and find something to uplift you. I have been reading about stress and the effects on our health, it is not good for us. Yet, with the travails we face how in the heck do we destress? Sister, you find joy in your work, but work is stressful too! Do you still have your exercise thingamajig (I forgot the name). I ended up giving mine to my granddaughter because my knee didn't like it. I have tried to keep up a routine walking in the mornings. The quiet time moving and reflecting has helped. It is my time to pray as well, which I find comforting when my thoughts become too intense as far as my wayward children are concerned. Confession, sometimes, I feel like a manic depressive. I have good days and not so good, highs and lows. Have to put the happy face on at work. There are times when my energy level is low, and so are my spirits. The struggle is real. With work and so much to do at home, it all can be so overwhelming. Then the effort dealing with grief pervades and I become frozen with it. I think that is what you mean by feeling dead. It is completely understandable with all that is going on. And, it is okay. So, lets just go to the beach, you and I. [URL="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qNuJe8hsAvQ"]1 hour beautiful hidden beach video viewed from sea cave - relaxing nature video HD 1080P[/URL] Much love and hopes for both of us to find our way through. (((HUGS))) Leafy [/QUOTE]
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