Learning From The Kid

“How ridiculous is it that you have to lie to your family about what’s really going on?”

This question was posed by my husband yesterday after I asked him what the story was when my stepmom texted asking about my head (she wasn’t very specific and I didn’t know how to answer).

No, not those head problems. Legit head problems (in the eyes of our family) to cover up the real head problems.

Since I haven’t ventured out much the past week-plus, my husband has had to cover for me to explain my absence at a couple of family gatherings. 

“Her sinuses are acting up.”

“She’s having migraines.”

“She’s under the weather today.”

Sam is right; it is ridiculous that I can’t tell at least my dad and stepmom and my in-laws what is going on. But we know all too well their opinions when it comes to mental health issues (“fake conditions the doctors and pill companies created to get rich, you just need to pray, those are problems crazies have that should be locked up”) plus the tendency to gossip. So, we’re not going the truthful route for obvious reasons.

Know what I told Little Man when he asked what was wrong last week?

“The medicine mommy was taking wasn’t helping, so she stopped and will be feeling sick for a while.”

He asked a few questions, I explained a bit about brain chemistry, and that was that. “Let me know if I can do anything for you, Mom.”

So simple. So accepting. No judgment. Just love.

I’ve said, a lot of you guys have said it, but I’ll go there again–we can learn so much from kids.

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10 thoughts on “Learning From The Kid

  1. Glad you have a slice of acceptance from LM & you definitely have acceptance without judgement from me. Here’s hoping the family will come through for you in their own time. Gotta love the depression advice to just “Get right with God” oh my Gawd!!

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    • Anxious Mom says:

      You can borrow him now as he’s refusing getting dressed for school (I’m feeding the baby)…he’s standing naked in front of the trash can searching for recyclables.

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  2. ah, the stigma of depression. at the time i thought i had bipolar, i came out publicly to some members of a club. the results were as expected; most people didn’t give a crap, some people expressed knowing support, having been there, but one expressed indignation that I would come out publicly. he has bipolar and chooses to keep it mostly private, so of course i should, too. that ended up to beginning of a ruined friendship; he knew more about how bipolar/depression affected me and how i should deal with it than i did.

    i honor little man for the person he is becoming. he shows wisdom way beyond his years. if only we chip off some of his hair, put it in the food supply and and have other people understand, too.

    I also honor you. little man couldn’t of said those wise and caring words without some parental direction, at least expressing a caring message of acceptance and inclusion that you surely must do.

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  3. That’s the sweetest quote. It’s crazy how much stigma is still out there for mental health issues. I’m glad that you have some people in your life that will love and accept you, no matter what challenges you are faced with.

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