Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I did this. Went to community college. Did NOT work. The last thing I personally needed was to see myself as a failure who was doomed to an hourly position forever. I needed hope. YMMV there, of course.
I would insist on therapy. My parents didn't, and while I did go back and finish my degree, I would have been happier after some intensive mental health help.
Just want to clarify, I would insist my kid work if they failed out for partying and never going to class. But I don't think someone should be punished for having a mental illness by being forced to wait tables or work retail.
It’s not punishment. It’s honest work. Having a tough, grubby hourly job did more for my son’s depression than therapy did (maybe not more than meds, but I think as much). Years and years of therapy didn’t pull him out of depression but working did. It feels good to make money, to know you can rely on yourself, to be around people who have different experiences and expectations for life.
Honestly, the attitude that a job like this is a punishment is part of why kids like ours have problems. It reinforces the stifling idea that white collar work at the “right” kind of employer is the only acceptable path through life, and if you fail at it, life is over.
Agree. The purpose is having a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
Flipping burgers is hardly a purpose. Do you hear yourself?
Eh, for a college sophomore who is, basically, dropping out of college b/c of mental issues flipping burgers isn't so bad.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I did this. Went to community college. Did NOT work. The last thing I personally needed was to see myself as a failure who was doomed to an hourly position forever. I needed hope. YMMV there, of course.
I would insist on therapy. My parents didn't, and while I did go back and finish my degree, I would have been happier after some intensive mental health help.
Just want to clarify, I would insist my kid work if they failed out for partying and never going to class. But I don't think someone should be punished for having a mental illness by being forced to wait tables or work retail.
It’s not punishment. It’s honest work. Having a tough, grubby hourly job did more for my son’s depression than therapy did (maybe not more than meds, but I think as much). Years and years of therapy didn’t pull him out of depression but working did. It feels good to make money, to know you can rely on yourself, to be around people who have different experiences and expectations for life.
Honestly, the attitude that a job like this is a punishment is part of why kids like ours have problems. It reinforces the stifling idea that white collar work at the “right” kind of employer is the only acceptable path through life, and if you fail at it, life is over.
Agree. The purpose is having a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
Flipping burgers is hardly a purpose. Do you hear yourself?
Anonymous wrote:I'm sorry you and your child are going through this, but dealing with this now will bring so many benefits in the future. If you are local in the DC area check out the Ascend program at MCA. It's all kids taking a semester off to work on emotional wellness. https://metcounseling.com/services/ascend/ We are so glad we found it for our child.
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I did this. Went to community college. Did NOT work. The last thing I personally needed was to see myself as a failure who was doomed to an hourly position forever. I needed hope. YMMV there, of course.
I would insist on therapy. My parents didn't, and while I did go back and finish my degree, I would have been happier after some intensive mental health help.
Just want to clarify, I would insist my kid work if they failed out for partying and never going to class. But I don't think someone should be punished for having a mental illness by being forced to wait tables or work retail.
It’s not punishment. It’s honest work. Having a tough, grubby hourly job did more for my son’s depression than therapy did (maybe not more than meds, but I think as much). Years and years of therapy didn’t pull him out of depression but working did. It feels good to make money, to know you can rely on yourself, to be around people who have different experiences and expectations for life.
Honestly, the attitude that a job like this is a punishment is part of why kids like ours have problems. It reinforces the stifling idea that white collar work at the “right” kind of employer is the only acceptable path through life, and if you fail at it, life is over.
Agree. The purpose is having a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
Flipping burgers is hardly a purpose. Do you hear yourself?
Can you direct me to the post that specified it must be flipping burgers?
Listen, half my family has waited tables, and all of them would tell you the experience had value (and not just because you went home with hundreds of dollars on a good night).
Do you really think it’s healthy for a person struggling with mental health issues to stay home all day?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I did this. Went to community college. Did NOT work. The last thing I personally needed was to see myself as a failure who was doomed to an hourly position forever. I needed hope. YMMV there, of course.
I would insist on therapy. My parents didn't, and while I did go back and finish my degree, I would have been happier after some intensive mental health help.
Just want to clarify, I would insist my kid work if they failed out for partying and never going to class. But I don't think someone should be punished for having a mental illness by being forced to wait tables or work retail.
It’s not punishment. It’s honest work. Having a tough, grubby hourly job did more for my son’s depression than therapy did (maybe not more than meds, but I think as much). Years and years of therapy didn’t pull him out of depression but working did. It feels good to make money, to know you can rely on yourself, to be around people who have different experiences and expectations for life.
Honestly, the attitude that a job like this is a punishment is part of why kids like ours have problems. It reinforces the stifling idea that white collar work at the “right” kind of employer is the only acceptable path through life, and if you fail at it, life is over.
Agree. The purpose is having a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
Flipping burgers is hardly a purpose. Do you hear yourself?
Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:Anonymous wrote:I did this. Went to community college. Did NOT work. The last thing I personally needed was to see myself as a failure who was doomed to an hourly position forever. I needed hope. YMMV there, of course.
I would insist on therapy. My parents didn't, and while I did go back and finish my degree, I would have been happier after some intensive mental health help.
Just want to clarify, I would insist my kid work if they failed out for partying and never going to class. But I don't think someone should be punished for having a mental illness by being forced to wait tables or work retail.
It’s not punishment. It’s honest work. Having a tough, grubby hourly job did more for my son’s depression than therapy did (maybe not more than meds, but I think as much). Years and years of therapy didn’t pull him out of depression but working did. It feels good to make money, to know you can rely on yourself, to be around people who have different experiences and expectations for life.
Honestly, the attitude that a job like this is a punishment is part of why kids like ours have problems. It reinforces the stifling idea that white collar work at the “right” kind of employer is the only acceptable path through life, and if you fail at it, life is over.
Agree. The purpose is having a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
Flipping burgers is hardly a purpose. Do you hear yourself?