Your words were very good indeed, Sweetpeasue. The loneliness has been creeping up on me really. I cant let go of the anger either: last September, I was ready after getting back into things, including doing some volunteering for an art group that supports - ironically - women who have been assulted or abused:
I had to give that up, along with going up to the family at Christmas: even then, I hope that the Restorative Justice would give a resolution, but it hasn't really -
MrA is so concerned to protect his ego, he cannot feel remorse or accept the damage he did with that moments act, or perhaps even more, the inventions and lies that stood in the way of getting the support I needed from fellow Quakers.
I've been so ill on and off Mental Health wise basically since sliding down around 1997 and finally when everything went into the black hole in 2004, under the care of MH since 2002.
I'm fed up: I wanted to rebuild a life and I had thought maybe there would be one more chance at a partner: it's a very long time since 1997.
There was the period of happiness with Ex for 4 years but he was gradually putting me down more and more: we got through one major Manic episode of his, a mad crazy time but the one in 2021 it imploded: I've never known such a time in my whole life, police, abuse, money disappearing..pleas of suicidality so I pushed hard to get him housing then abuse the next moment through that year.
Its nice to recover some of the life before, by talking to first DH, much of which I had forgotten, because of being given ECT in 2004 (completely inappropriate for me: I needed therapy which of course I got starting in 2008)
- but probably half that time between 1997 and now has been spent in suicial depressive episodes. I was 50 in 2001 and now am 75, it's a big chunk of life, although not unsusal in MH.
And I missed a big chunk of DS's life - I hardly saw him for many years I was so withdrawn (and also protecting him, at 21 on, against how I was inside - I have seen mothers leaning on their children, especially when I was an inpatient, and even threatening them with suicide, or making them worry all the time)
I'm glad I never did that, but it has created "Gaps".
But yes, music is still "speaking" to me, classical music speaks to my soul when the soul is available, I'm very fortunate in that indeed.
I didnt know that DiL was a CPN for older people: (it depends if she is helping people with dementia or people with eternal MH, two separate departments)
Older Adults starts at 65 and I see people like your DiL. Resources are very, very short, unless you can afford to supplement it.
But...well, unless your aunt is deemed not to have capacity, its not just shortage of resources, she has the right to make decisions for herself.
Doodle I passed the Sally Army lovely Easter Sunday display outside their building, huge, happy, celebration, and thought of you in the church, which I expect looked lovely. (I plonk flowers in, too). I'm sorry you missed your family - tonight must have been difficult.