Anonymous wrote:OP here. Thank you all so much for your thoughtful responses. I took time to cool off and cry and then went and apologized to my son and talked with him about my behavior.
I will try to enlist my insurance company for help. Historically, every time I've done that they give me the worst possible options and none of them viable, however. I'm not going to lie, it's likely I won't be able to pull it together to make an appointment. I've been here before.
PP's suggestion to just go straight to my PCP really hit home for me for some reason. If I can't get a psychiatrist this week, I'll just schedule something with him. I have never been medicated for ADHD (relatively new diagnosis), but I have been medicated a few times for depression. I'm just spiraling lately and so ashamed of myself.
Parenting two kids who fight is just so hard for me. I don't understand why I can't do it. Before becoming a mother to my second child, I was seemingly competent, calm, together. Everything is at the surface now. I want nothing more than to crawl into a hole and be alone for a millennia.
I also get completely despairing of our situation when I look into getting an evaluation for my son. I have left numerous voicemails with Children's and never hear back. We are middle class, insured, and still getting mental health care seems so impossible.
In the meantime, I'm going to try shutting my mouth when I'm losing my temper. If just walking to another room was something I could get myself to do, I'd love do it. But it's like my body becomes hell bent on making the screaming stop and I explode. It feels so stressful to live with people who scream about minor things and hit each other (kids) and will whine and yell endlessly. I had no idea I was so sensitive to this stuff because I never lived in such a household. I know they are children, but it's still anger and violence. I wish I could go back in time and re-do everything from the start.
Again, thanks everyone for your thoughts here.
Everything you said resonated with me. My second challenged my sense of self, our marriage, and our family. ADHD family - I was diagnosed when I started college, refused medication, slogged along. Our oldest (10 now) was diagnosed with inattentive in early ES and does well with minimal supports now after a 504 plan and some early OT. Our 7 yo DD was finally diagnosed with combined type, OCD, and anxiety after a history of explosive, impulsive behavior that, frankly put, would have seemed psychotic at times to an outsider. It was really exacerbated by my own inability to self-regulate my responses to her behavior. DH struggled with his responses, too. We would be very patient to a point and then some extreme behavior would push us and we would explode.
I felt SO ashamed, like a horrible mother. It was also like an awful secret in our family since DD was mostly controlled in social and school settings, had friends and activities, and would lose it at home. I got to the point where I wished we had never had kids. Our older child really suffered, too. We did a Neuropsych workup (this was out of state) and then worked with a therapist who specialized in ABA, used a lot of the techniques from the book The Explosive Child. We did reward charts for a long time. Things have gotten a lot better. She also has a 504 in school now too and is on meds. I do think it was about 50% getting our kid a lot of help and 50% getting ourselves help and sticking to it.
I went through Circle medical to get a new adhd assessment through a nurse practicioner who specializes in ADHD and get back on medication. That was key for me. I also have my own therapist now, though mostly telehealth appts.
I really wish you the best. I know it is SO HARD. I had such bliss the first few years of parenting.
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